"Where is the traitor I asked for?" Aldrian's calm yet authoritative voice resounded, reaching the approaching army.
Aldrian's calm voice could be heard by everyone in the area, but he focused it toward the distant army.
Baroness Weilmar and her guardian knight hovered far from Aldrian, yet they could still see him. At this moment, their gazes fixed on the four massive flying fortresses and the overwhelming army before them. Their expressions wavered with disbelief. To think that the second prince would go to such lengths—deploying such a force just to capture one person and take this city.
This was beyond excessive. Even a single flying fortress would have been overwhelming, but he had sent four.
