And speaking of the God of Death...
He'an felt a twinge of regret.
'If we'd had a Necromancer or even a Lich on the team this time, this mission would have been a lot easier, wouldn't it?'
And so, after the three of them had finished their discussion, they immediately went to arrange the evacuation of core personnel from Brighton City.
This evacuation had to be swift.
No one was to bring anything. Everyone needed to be out of the city by the afternoon.
As He'an and the others were leaving the battlefield at the Giant Wall, the seven Blood Hunter Captains atop the wall had already gathered once more.
——————
Atop the Giant Wall, the seven Blood Hunter Captains stared at each other in an unusual silence.
"So, who's going to start? You guys or me?"
one of the Blood Hunter Captains asked hesitantly.
"It doesn't matter who goes first," another said. "After all these years fighting the Blood Race, this is the first time I've ever run into something so damn strange."
