Chapter 156: The tower
After surrendering, Ethan turned towards a captain that had earth manipulation skill among the survivors. The man’s face bore cuts and bruises from the chaotic battle, but his earth-based talents remained intact.
"Bury them," Ethan commanded with quiet authority. "They deserve that much."
The captain nodded immediately, understanding the gravity of the gesture. Professional soldiers recognized honor when they saw it—respect for fallen enemies who had fought with genuine courage despite impossible odds.
"Yes, sir," the captain replied, his voice carrying the weight of someone who had witnessed systematic destruction of everything he’d served. "It will be done properly."
Earth manipulation flowed through the man’s enhanced physiology as he began the grim task of mass burial. Stone platforms cracked open to receive the fallen while mineral formations reshaped themselves into appropriate resting places.
The work proceeded with professional efficiency despite its emotional weight. Each body received individual attention while the earth itself seemed to respond to the captain’s respectful intent.
Ethan watched the burial proceedings with satisfaction that transcended personal victory. These subjects had died defending their territory with genuine loyalty—devotion that deserved recognition even from their conqueror.
Meanwhile, he gestured for Lord Vance to follow him toward a quieter section of the stronghold where private conversation could occur without interference.
"We need to discuss regional politics," Ethan said conversationally as they walked among cooling volcanic glass and crystal formations.
Vance nodded with defeated acceptance, his Peak-Gold capabilities reduced to an information asset. "What do you want to know?"
"Everything. Neighboring territories, resource locations, threats, opportunities. Complete intelligence briefing."