From afar, the seismic shift on the battlefield did not escape the keen gazes and sharpened senses of the clan's high-ranking powerhouses. Every "big shot" of the clan stood paralysed, their eyes locked onto the distance.
Following the Old Patriarch's stern command to remain stationary, he had further emphasised that they must maintain a microscopic watch over that specific sector of the front lines.
In truth, his reminder was hardly necessary. After the recent upheaval, the rhythm of the entire conflict had shifted; the chaotic skirmishes of the broader battlefield had paled in significance, with all attention gravitating toward the anomaly unfolding out there.
When William finally came to a halt, the silence that followed his movement was heavy. Everyone noticed.
