"The world has changed drastically, and at present, even I am treated no different to a monster." Compass Carburettor, in his Haggon form, said, pointing at the growing horn on his forehead, "So, do your best to survive."
"Lord," The leader shouted suddenly upon noticing that Compass Carburettor was about to leave, "Will you protect us?"
"Maybe," Compass Carburettor said casually, "Only if the prayers move me would I take action."
Saying so, he walked behind the altar, returning to his human form as he expertly wore a pair of clothes that Grisha had given him, condensing a pair of wings as he carried Grisha with him and began to fly towards the exit.
All along, the humans of the fort kneeled on the ground as the leader gritted his teeth, turning around to ask, "Lord, how may we address you?"
