A small smile formed on Billie's lips as she looked at the person behind the man.
It was Silas.
He looked different from before.
All features of his body seemed to have been meticulously crafted.
From his hair, to his eyes, to his body frame, to his well-toned muscles.
He knelt on one knee to touch her head.
"It's okay now."
Those were the words he said before setting her back against the cold floor.
He stood from the floor, and with a single snap of his fingers, hundreds of blue ethereal beings began to pour out of a crack beside him.
Everyone on the battlefield looked back in horror.
Allies and enemies alike, they all stopped whatever they were doing.
Their gazes were turned towards the ethereal figures.
Then, among those ethereal figures, one soul walked towards Silas.
It was Levi, the person he had given the position of captain.
He bowed lightly and Silas nodded in confirmation.
He raised his rapier high above his head.
That was a declaration of war.
