The Crown Domain's logistical might was terrifying. In just three hours, they managed to build a fully fortified Imperial pavilion right in the middle of the Abyssal Trench. They even had the whole place locked down with elite guards and heavy siege weapons.
From his seat at the head of the obsidian command table, Zen looked around his new tent. He had managed to force them all out of the Crown Palace. Still, watching the Goddesses do their thing made reality sink in.
He hadn't actually broken free. They had just put together a new cage for him, right in the middle of the mud.
Almost immediately, the camp was divided into tightly controlled zones.
Valeria refused to leave a ten-foot spot right outside his tent, standing guard with her broadsword and aggressively questioning every scout who came by.
Aurelia took charge of all his supplies, personally checking his food and water so nobody else could touch them.
