He is my champion

Words of his unstoppable prowess, his unquenchable flames that had turned the tide, were already spreading like wildfire through the ranks. Jaegar was no longer just a warrior among them, but Kaeso's personal champion - a force of destruction given human form.

It had taken every last scrap of their combined might, but they had accomplished the seemingly impossible.

Within the span of a single sun's arc across the sky, their fortress had been wrenched back from the iron grip of their foes.

Drasus, that wretched snake, had vastly underestimated Jaegar's power. Even now, the traitorous cur is likely to be scurried inside the fortress.

"Their numbers, they seem very little to hold a fortress this large," Jaegar remarked, his demolished sword hand still smoking faintly. "Don't you find that suspicious?"