Of course, he sounded pleased.
Kaiser treated horror like an art form and expected applause. Even in the middle of blood and panic, he still found room to be offended on behalf of his lineage. Ludwig almost hated how useful that personality was. Almost.
That gave Ludwig the leverage he needed to tip this battle completely.
The Red King's wall of meat wasn't infinite. His feeding was fast, but it still required bodies reaching his mouth alive. If Ludwig could strip those bodies away, turn them into corpses before they became fuel, then the Red King would be forced to stop growing and start fighting. Ludwig didn't need a miracle. He needed a shift. Kaiser had delivered it.
"RUN THEM THROUGH!" Ludwig howled as he pushed forward with as much power as he could, culling bodies, cutting heads, and ravenously shredding enemies apart.
