"Vashno, come with us. Leave this place," Eztein said.
Vashno nodded. He had already decided from the moment he arrived in this land that he would eventually have to retreat.
The three of them flew backward, with Raven and the Lion's Fang following close behind.
As they withdrew, they watched the situation escalate. The battlefield widened, the destruction intensified, and even God-rank beings had now stepped into the fray. If that was the case, then the Ruler of Gluttony was likely present as well. Nothing good ever came from encountering that being.
It almost always led to death.
Still, with their mortal perception, they couldn't grasp the full scope of the conflict.
Who would prevail in this fearsome war?
No one knew. But one thing was certain, if the Ruler of Gluttony fell, it would be a blessing for the entire continent.
