Vermeil flew as hard as he could and you could see how the asphalt armor around his body improved his speed while it sucked his life force. He grabbed a black cocoon and his eyes were filled with resolution.
He was not told why this person was so important, but the dukes and Vapula had stated that if they wanted to win the war and obtain revenge for the hundreds of thousands of members of the Heavenly race that had died under the Magi invader force, he was the key.
Like the rest of his people, Vermeil felt nothing but revulsion to members of other races, but he cherished every one of his comrades. When he saw their bodies impaled and faces disfigured by the pain they felt before dying, the anger in his heart was high enough that he would not hesitate to give his life to obtain retribution.
