Back in the Realm of Middle...
The group below was rejoicing for their great victory. They shouted and shouted as they felt like this was a dream. Those who lived in Middle were still in shock at what they had achieved.
Never in their dreams did they think that their small and weafk numbers would ever have a chance of defeating Heralcus and his Commanders.
"I'm not dreaming, am I?" Midgard asked himself.
Kyros held the upper torso of Heralcus and took his shield. There was also another object of interest.
"Interesting dark armor. I should be able to repair it or sacrifice it to the Temple to get more."
Finally, Kyros reached for the ring that Heralcus was wearing.
"A High-Quality Dimensional Stone. It's even using the eyes of the beast that Crowns could only kill!" Calaminus was amazed.
