Leonidas gazed towards the north. He could sense the auras of Arch Lords Lestat and Kian also moving towards the front line.
Such a maneuver signified that war was now unavoidable.
"Retreat is not an option. If we retreat, our morale will be gone."
"Since we can't retreat, then we fight."
An intense killing intent and battle spirit erupted from Leonidas's eyes. His aura, which he had kept suppressed, now burst forth without any concealment.
The powerful pressure impacted the others present; aside from Orion, Gustalon and Leonidas's two subordinates all felt a degree of discomfort.
"Your small scorpions aren't present. In a direct confrontation, we'll definitely be at a disadvantage."
"In the upcoming battle, we'll have to be more passive."
Leonidas retracted his aura, then glared with wide eyes at the two Legendary-level beasts he had summoned—they were two purple flame lions.
Next, Leonidas looked at Gustalon and continued.
