Barbatos had fully recovered long ago but wished deeply he could still fight. The civil war had been more of a screaming match as both sides knew his faction had the upper hand.
The True Lord's abilities as a Triple Maester left even him in awe. Also, his preparation with artifacts, weapons, and armor for all the Immortals he had met plus more for those he had not, were just staggering.
The amount of resources he had consumed for them was impossible to calculate but the entire Under Lands could be stripped bare and not even come close to his contribution.
Sadly, the worst case scenario had unfolded and then some.
The Sovereign Lands had launched a sneak attack and 4 of their Immortals had been killed with more captured. The True Lord's creations let them fight back and the rules of war were imposed at that point.
Even the Sovereign Lands would lose out if the peak Immortals began to fight.
