Some distance away, a large man in winged black armor, clearly related to that of the dictator of Rome's, was watching. Well hidden, he was far enough from the actual battle not to be spotted, his sharp senses allowing him to see the fight as though he were looking through a spyglass. From this hidden vantage point, he watched, waiting and biding his time for the right moment to enter the fray, waiting for the best moment to inflict maximum disruption upon the enemy ranks with his arrival.