Horus hesitated to speak. Amendo, in his youth, was also a strong warrior who fought in many battles, fully deserving the title of a nearly Special Level Combatant. Had he not been seriously injured in the battle against the Void Demon, he might have become one of the seven Fire Sons.
But now he's too old, his soul worn out, his old injuries unhealed; no one knows how much fighting strength he still has left.
In the end, Horus remained silent. Considering the difficult situation at hand, any bit of strength was valuable.
The King nodded slightly.
"I wish you a vigorous Guardian Fire."
Amendo bowed his aged body.
"I wish for humanity's eternal existence."
After Amendo left, Dalin continued speaking.