By the time that the angels had rushed toward the embassy, Walker was left with a minor headache. He was sure that this was all somehow the plan of the demon lord. He knew that this sort of war was not being ignored by the most powerful city and the being controlling it. Instead, it was clearly a planned event that would trouble this entire continent.
"This is just something to stop all of us from moving after that city." Mordant growled. He wanted to pursue the one that had threatened dragons. The one that had clearly been their target all along. It was rare for him to show such hostility.
"You understand that whatever is part of that corrupted place can fight us off. We need all of our forces. We need the elder and the knowledge of every ruin." Ventus was the most logical. She would not risk leaving her children without a mother.
