Argrave stood on the deck of the Sea Dragon, trying to dismiss the memories hed made with Sophia here as a task of equal import demanded his attention. He could see it now, plain as day: the siege engine that had rained hellfire down on Berendar for the better part of a month, utterly defying their expectations of an offensive from the Coalition. And from all the way down here, the situation seemed quite formidable.

The sky tower looked like a great cumulonimbus. It was a dense billowing pillar of clouds positioned high in the sky, with nothing beneath it but an unfathomable stretch of air. The top of it roared with thunder and glowed with lightning, and electricity danced all along its surface. Rings of power swirled around itdivinity manifest as pure energy. These rings of power would begin moving slowly, then accelerate until they moved fast enough they were imperceptible. Then, the top of the sky tower would erupt in power, sending blasts toward Vasquer and making the spinning rings halt. Half a minute this took, blast after blast after blast. Almazoras feat in defending against this thing was all the more impressive now that Argrave saw its source.

Argrave looked at Raccomen, god of space, standing on the deck with him. The gods bejeweled hand rested on his chin as he gazed up at this siege weapon. Argrave asked, Youre the god of space; how big is it?

Raccomen glanced at Argrave, disturbed from his thoughts, then looked back. Its seven miles high precisely.

Seven miles off the ground, or seven miles high? Argrave repeated in disbelief.

The tower is seven miles. Its peak is about forty-five thousand feet from the ground, Raccomen clarified.

As Argrave reeled, another deity chimed in. As fortified positions go, you cant ask for much better than the sky, Rook noted, leaning against the decks railing. Theres a reason the heavens are known as the realm of the gods. Largely, only our kind can do battle up there. Your people arent well-suited for it. But even among gods, few have mastered the sky as Kirel Qircassia.

Anneliese leaned against Rowes staff as she watched. Its a blessing to us, I should think. How can the people of the Great Chu truly believe the gods arent interfering if this giant structure persists above them? Ji Mengs intercession may come easy.

I can think of half a dozen different ways the puppeteered imperial court might spin the tales, Rook mused. Just make any number of reasons up. They could say that the tower belongs to us, for instance. Its our nefarious weapon. Simple, effective and no way of disproving it.

Now that we can see our goal, we should discuss our plan, Argrave reminded them before they veered too far away from the point.

I can tell you the most important information. Lira walked to the very front of the deck, then pointed her finger upward. Erlebnis and Qircassia both reside in the top of the tower. Beneath them, hundreds of thousands of divine servants lie in wait. The entrance to Qircassias realm lies at the top of the tower. Fortunately its fully melded to this mortal world, meaning that he can be killed there permanently. Nevertheless

Hes as fortified as he could possibly be, Rook summarized. The worst thing we could possibly do is allow our foes time to run back into the heart of their territory. I hope Sataistador understands this.

Of course he does, chided Lira. That bastard knows war better than anyone, that much Ill concede.

Well face the harshest opposition on the shores of the Great Chu. The gods of the Qircassian Coalition will come out in force. Should we falter at all, Qircassia or Erlebnis might deign to descend to deliver a decisive blow, Raccomen summarized.

but theyll never come unless things are truly desperate for us, Rook said, walking away from the railing.

When silence came for a moment, Argrave interjected. What Im going to ask of you is simple. I know that what Ive built is a match for most in this realm. But my people aren't gods, and I cant ask them to fight gods. Not here, not now. He looked up to the sky. Thats why Id like to ask you to keep the two battlefields separate. The heavens above, where the gods dwell and the earth below, where the mortals squabble.

All of the gods considered this, yet Lira looked at Raccomen.

With the god of space, thats nots merely doableit would be ideal, the aged god said. It would spare your people casualties, and allow a monster like Law to fight freely without fear of collateral damage.

Rook nodded in agreement. Raccomen can play support, separating the fields of battle. If Laws our vanguard I will say one thing. Hes every bit as terrifying as those two lurking in that tower. Or even Sataistador, lurking wherever hes lurking.

Itll be difficult Raccomen looked between Lira and Rook, before his gaze settled on Argrave. His eyes seemed infinite, but Argrave didnt dare peer within. but not impossible. If Kirel descends, however, all bets are off.

Thats unlikely. The battle isnt pitched enough in his favor for him to risk his hidetheyll fight a war of attrition before a straight slugging match any day. And once we stabilize things in the Great Chu, muster whatever forces we can, the sky tower awaits, Argrave filled out the remainder of the plan.

Basically so, Lira agreed. Its the crux of their power in this land. There, injured gods might heal, new divine troops are born, and the webs woven into the imperial court remain. So long as it stands, their presence in the Great Chu cannot be fully removed. But even for us gods, a tower of that height will be difficult to assault. Wed need an excellent point of attacka mountain, from which magic springs naturally. Not a common phenomenon.

Well have more time to get the lay of the land once our feet are on it. Our first objective should be to get a foothold, plan our further advancement. Argrave walked around as he thought through things.

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Numerically, were still at disadvantage, Anneliese continued, cautioning. The Coalition has more gods than our Union. Qualitatively, however, I cannot deem our force inferior. Each and all here have left their name in history before, and I believe will leave it again. I theorize this will ultimately be like fighting up a stairwell, for uswith each step we advance upwards, the Great Chu still stands above. If they succeed once, we fall but once we reach the top, we will be at an equal level.

Well spoken, Raccomen agreed, and most other gods validated that perspective.

Lira walked back up to their group. I have some friends in the Great Chu as part of my connections. While theyll be some help in the battle to come, theyre proving ample help before. Well come upon the coastal fortifications of the Great Chu about midday tomorrow. I have some information about the composition of troops there, but the machinations of the gods are beyond these people.

Argrave and I have plans to deal with the defense posed by the Great Chu, Anneliese nodded. All we need is reprieve from the godsa battlefield between mortals alone, free of interruptions. If you can display unimaginable power, it will be all the easier for the mortals of the Great Chu to break and rout. We dont intend to wantonly slaughter the people of this land. Theyre needed for the trials ahead.

All of the gods nodded in quiet agreement. Argrave cast one last glance at the sky tower, then looked back at the assembled deities. Barring the final details, we agree with the generalities. Morning tomorrow, when information is more available, we can predict whatll be done specifically. For now were all prepared, arent we?

The gods gave their affirmation, and it was settled. This Blackgard Union, born in the White Planes, was to assault the millennia-old Qircassian Coalition in a bid to destroy two of the oldest gods to walk the earth.

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Bluntly put, Durran, I think youll end up being very important, Argrave told his old friend. They sat at a secluded wooden table in the Sea Dragon.

Arent I already? The tanned southern tribal with gold eyes and tattoos stretched his arms out languidly.

There were a few things that had been taken with them for this long voyage. Durrans wyverns, and all their riders, were one of them. Argrave mightve had Lira make a bigger door so the beasts could pass at will, but Argrave wanted to limit how much could pass through at the same time in case the worst came to pass and the Sea Dragon was compromised.

Durran had proven his worth countless times, first in the Burnt Desert against the Vessels, and then against the Imperial Navy of the Great Chu. His battalion was pivotal for their future success, especially now. Magisters of Order of the Gray Owl rode on their wyverns backs, delivering the power and adaptability of an S-rank spellcaster anywhere the skies could take them.

You wont be part of the vanguard, so they wont write any ballads about you. Youre more of a secret important person, like a spy, Argrave poured cold water on his friends burning ego.

Theyve written ballads enough, anyway, Durran dismissed.

Argrave continued without missing a beat. When theres a safe pathway, Ill need you and your wyvern riders to move expediently to isolate the commanders of our opposition. I suspect once the battle between the divines begins, it wont take long for many troops to rout in fear. Itll take far longer to ensure a safe route for you to advance, so theyll have a head start on you. The Great Chu has magic weapons stationed just about everywhere throughout their nation, so itll be a messy flight. Its very important you leave a good impression upon these commanders. You work for me, and in this scenario, I work for Emperor Ji Meng as his Grand Commandant.

Durran narrowed his eyes and leaned into the table. Im fine with complicated. Impossible is another matter. These commanders are supposed to be powerful combatants, right? And you want me to subdue them, in enemy territory, without just killing them?

If you can. If they see your weapon, and you yell loud enough, it might not even come to blows. The commanders are going to be the key to winning the forces of the Great Chu to our side. Once there, youre to tell them about meGrand Commandant Sun. Argrave slid a wooden token over to Durran. Ji Meng crafted these. Symbols of rank, imbued with the emperor's magic signature. Itll give you undeniable authority.

What are these symbols? Durran thumbed a drawing on the front. Im worried that

Worried that he might send a covert message? I know, Argrave smiled at his friends quick wit. Anneliese interrogated him about each and every one. The symbols merely denote ones rank. That, my friend, marks you as my commander.

It sounds like were going to be collaborating rather closely, Durran hefted the token. Me and my brother-in-law, taking the world by storm.

Argrave smiled, choosing to neglect to inform Durran hed first considered Melanie for the role given her continued success in doing amazing things for their cause.

Yeah. Youll need to make up a story about why you have the emperors dadao. Like I said earlier, it could be a blessing if you play your cards right.

Its been a nice weapon, Durran admitted, looking to the side where hed left it leaning against the wall. Considered having it attached to a pole, turning it into a glaive. Suppose its fine as is.

Argrave nodded with nothing more to say.

Elenore tells me that little kid Ive seen running about with a huge entourage of guards might just be the key to set me free of my life-or-death bet with the Alchemist. Durran set his arms on the table. That youre getting closer, daily.

Argraves mind wandered back to Sophia and her troubles as soon as she was mentioned. Its true, he nodded. Complicated, but true.

Must be a nice child, Durran noted.

Yeah. She is. Argrave nodded, though he wondered if it could stay that way given the path fate had in store for her. Why do you think so, though? Have you met her?

Because Elenore talked about the idea of children in a positive light for once, Durran smiled.

Argrave chuckled a little. Sophia adores Elenore.

Oh, I know. Durran tapped the table a few times, searching for words. Its been a long journey. The people we once feared, were heading out to kill.

Someone has to. Funny how that tends to be us, Argrave lamented.

Funny indeed, Durran leaned back in his chair. Lets have a light drink. Enough to make it easier to sleep.

Lets. Argrave nodded.

Of course, he didnt want to spoil the moment by telling his friend his black blood still made alcohol useless on him. They drank, chatted and for a moment, Argrave managed to forget his worries.

Yet dawn came quickly, and sunlight was soon to replace moonlight.