Having turned into a bird-type demon beast, one of the clones flew straight towards the end of the Zamuria Continent. As it approached closer and closer to its borders, through their shared thoughts, Krune realized that his earlier thoughts were wrong.
He thought the continents would at most be separated by a stream of water. After all, the entire God Realm was a massive stretch of land extending past tremendously long distances, spanning countless light-years.
But now, as the clone approached the border, Krune was left at a loss for words. Spanning beyond the border of the continent was a chaotic mist forming a wall of swirling tornadoes that completely lined up along the border.
