The Grand Marshals and Warlords engaged in quiet discourse as they awaited Anthony's arrival.
"What do you suppose he will pull off this time?"
inquired the Grand Marshal Dwarf, thoughtfully stroking his beard while reclining against his hammer, both suspended effortlessly in midair.
"I cannot say for certain. Individuals of his caliber seem destined to ascend to the very pinnacle"
Replied Grand Marshal Alaric with a knowing smile.
"At the very least, we may now nurture a favorable alliance, ensuring that when he ascends to Supreme Monarch, we stand to gain greater resources"
Remarked the Grand Marshal Titan with a confident grin.
None among the Grand Marshals harbored any doubt that Anthony was destined to attain the rank of Supreme Monarch.
They were unanimous in their certainty that Anthony would rise to that exalted position before any of them.
