The Rapax were a simple-minded race, but they weren't fools. Many of them understood immediately. Ultimately, they had still made quite a bit of progress through the Dimensions.
The first to understand was Xenothrall, and his expression became ugly. Once again, his claws lengthened and his tail left slicing winds through the air. The wind pressure alone could have cut someone in two.
It all settled in for them at once, and those that didn't understand learned from those beside them.
Down below, that was a clash of Overlords just now. With the strength the Sea Gods had displayed earlier, none of them should have survived this assault.
They had all seen it. They hadn't used any protective treasures, but rather relied on their own strength because there wasn't time to pull such things out.
And yet, while some had died, the majority had survived.
