Seven colossal, hundred-meter-tall humanoid monsters—the Pedes—stood atop the ink-green surface of the water, forming an encirclement to trap Charles and the others in midair.
Their gaze, emanating from eyes as black as the Abyss, was a tangible force that made it hard to breathe.
One aircraft carrier after another slipped beneath the Pedes' feet. Together with the escort fleets weaving nearby, they clogged the entire dark sea surface. The rest of the Foundation's reinforcements had also arrived.
Charles frowned deeply at the crow-headed figure perched on one Pede's shoulder. "Not a single word from your mouth has ever been true; everything you told me before was a lie! The Pedes have such immense power, and yet you can clone them?!"
