Ethan's eyes changed in an instant.
He'd seen that kind of ritual before.
A declaration of war.
He didn't hesitate. His mind steadied, and he immediately called Idra, Auri, and Nysera over.
Three streams of power rushed to him and fused into his body.
Right after that, every energy pattern on the Powered Combat Armor flared. Layer after layer of armor fully activated under the push of that power. Light raced along every structural line, spreading fast, until it all converged into his limbs and the core region at his chest.
Ethan rose into the air again, stopping at a position directly opposite Dorgath.
He didn't strike first. He just looked at him and spoke in an even, calm voice. "If I'm not mistaken, you're probably not very favored by your master. Otherwise you wouldn't be dumped in a place like this to guard the gate."
The instant the words left his mouth, that already-ferocious face across from him sank completely.
Dorgath was enraged.
