When Vlad turned toward them, still smiling, the contrast was almost surreal.
He did not leave them wondering for long.
"I understand the strain those explosions are causing," Vlad said calmly. "But do not let fear push your minds toward the worst-case scenario. Analyze the situation carefully."
The Sovereigns forced themselves to focus. Their attention locked onto him.
Vlad continued.
"I know the power behind those blows is terrifying. Honestly, if that were the strength Dream of Madness still possessed in full, marching into this battle would be suicide."
Several hearts tightened at those words.
Then Vlad's eyes sharpened.
"But that is not the case. He has been weakened."
A flash of surprise crossed their faces—followed immediately by rising hope.
"Think about it," Vlad went on. "Those attacks are not continuous. He releases them once every twelve hours. If he truly had the strength to break free by force, he would be attacking constantly."
