"Unless what?" Ethan asked quickly, leaning in.
"Unless we can take Sylvanwood as soon as possible, crush the unrest here completely, and then throw everything we've got into the naval front... then maybe, just maybe, we could give it a shot. Even if we lose, the consequences would still be manageable," Cicero said, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light.
As soon as he said that, Ethan's eyes lit up. He narrowed them slightly and grinned. "Then we better give it everything we've got! Whether we can wipe out the Dungeon army in one go—it all comes down to this final battle!"
"Don't worry, Master!" Seraphina chimed in confidently. "Those last few disgusting Dungeon pests? With my current strength, I can sweep them off the map!"
