Prescott said coldly, "Uncle Garal, do you think I don't know how formidable Nyx is? If I dare let them in, it means I have complete confidence in my ability to handle them. Every single member of Dragonfang is a top-tier fighter. If we use them properly, they'll be a tremendous asset in defending Abyss City.

"The Cathedral's main army will be attacking soon. When that happens, we can have Dragonfang's people lead the charge for us. If nothing else, they should at least wear down half of the Cathedral's forces."

Garal still shook his head. "Prescott, you're thinking too simply. Dragonfang's people aren't idiots. Why would they work for you?"

Prescott let out a cold laugh. He drained his wine in one gulp, and his eyes flashed with contempt.

"Why? Because of my supreme power, of course. No matter how strong Dragonfang's people are, they can't be stronger than you and me combined, right? Besides, we have plenty of our own people in Abyss City. With just a few of them, how much trouble