After a moment, Marshal Maximo shook his head, exhaling slowly as he fixed his stern gaze upon Spartacus.
"You will march into the Eclipse Battlefield tomorrow," Marshal Maximo stated clearly, his voice carrying an unmistakable authority. "You'll be part of the vanguard unit under Commander Romulo."
Spartacus nodded solemnly, his expression unchanged and entirely calm as if he had anticipated this order long ago. His composure contrasted sharply with Vlad's immediate reaction; the young man's eyes widened, and a deep sense of apprehension filled them.
The Eclipse Battlefield was infamous. It was a distant war zone located far beyond the familiar reaches of the Golden Sky Fortress, a hostile environment where even Legends frequently fell. The battlefield's conditions were notoriously brutal and unforgiving, rife with dangers capable of annihilating even the strongest warriors. It was a place that represented the epitome of risk, where survival itself was uncertain.
