If you do not join the Xaos Kingdom...

King Torin felt an overwhelming pressure emanating from the man before him. Vlad appeared so young—he couldn't have been older than twenty-five years old—yet his presence was nothing short of divine.

This was a man capable of leveling mountains with a single beam of energy, defying gravity as if it were beneath him, and leading millions of elite soldiers who worshipped his very existence. If such power did not define a god, then what could?

Torin's eyes were sharp, the weight of Vlad's words pressing on his mind. It was clear that the Xaos King held the power to end the alien threat plaguing Ocenis. While the Strong Hammer Kingdom was formidable and had successfully repelled both demons and angels, expansion had proven exceedingly difficult.