We're all getting ready to leave for the Divine Plane when I hear a fight break out in the Lycans camp and the smell of human blood fills the air. Beta John rushes out behind me, just as curious as I am to find out what in the world is going on, and the crowd opens up to let us through.
There are a dozen Divine Realm human cultivators here, in the uniform of the Divine Transfer Cult. They've clearly had a run in with the guards, and an open portal is visible behind them. Don't tell me that idiot oracle thought that it was a good opportunity to attack again because I wasn't with Karl.
Their leader is shouting at the Lycans with a level of confidence only possible for a man who doesn't know he's an idiot. "We have no quarrel with you Lycan. We have come for the War Criminal Katrina. On the authority of the Divine Council of the Perseus Alliance, turn her over and nobody needs to get hurt."
"Did you commit war crimes?" John asks, more amused than upset.
