The white spatial tear snapped shut behind Leo and left the scent of sharp ozone hanging in the marble hall. He walked straight to his heavy oak desk and manifested his golden ledger before Jasmine even holstered her runic javelin.
"The black armor worn by those Phantom Knights possessed a density rating three times higher than Valorian steel," Leo stated. He swiped his hand over the desk to project the combat telemetry into the air. "My Templars dismantled them through sheer brute force but a mortal swinging a standard broadsword would have broken his wrists on the impact."
Jasmine walked over and studied the glowing blue data streams. "We built an infantry designed to fight starving conscripts. We are not equipped to fight the private armies of the Obsidian Cartel."
The heavy wooden d
