There would be no judgement until the final tribulation really started.
No success or failure until all conditions were met.
"Are you telling me that not only is my brother a powerful Divine Beast but also a potential Guardian?"
Orpal gritted his teeth until his gums bled and clenched his fists until his claws pierced his skin.
Baba Yaga truly was cruel. Everything that Night said only spread salt on Orpal's open wounds, making him cry in frustration.
During their long history, the Hogums had strengthened the arrays surrounding their house with each generation, turning it into a fortress. Yet even a fortress would fall under a siege if its walls were left unprotected.
The Hogums had invested most of their wealth on the defensive arrays, certain that an intruder would be either kept out until reinforcements arrived or crushed by the magical formations if they managed to sneak inside the house.
