Horizon's teeth clenched.
Of course.
The Elven Elders had provided Brotherhood Legion with the same kind of artifact they had given Scarlet Blood Moon.
Grimm's stats had doubled.
Horizon exhaled sharply.
No time to curse the unfairness of it all.
If Grimm had this boost, then it was likely that the others did too.
Von and Frigid could handle themselves—he wasn't worried about them. But Lydia and Silphie?
They were in serious danger.
This wasn't Wingless Valkyrie, who had fought with honor, only aiming to knock them out.
This was Brotherhood Legion. They would do anything to win. Even if it meant killing.
Horizon didn't have a choice.
With a sharp whistle, the sky trembled as his Dracolich and Giant Hawk descended onto the battlefield.