Yet, despite the ease and disparity, he still felt a profound sorrow, as if mourning the death of the fox upon the rabbit's demise.
"The Evil God's camp is indeed... invincible! Absolutely invincible!"
The pursuit of knowledge and discovery by the Pure White Tower seemed to have sunk to the depths at this moment, leaving him feeling utterly listless, merely gazing blankly into the night sky at the terrifyingly huge shadows that were crawling out.
...
Matissa's face turned ghostly white.
Rose, the Dean, and Warsong, the Dean, were no better off.
The shock they received today was too great, they had merely wanted to broaden their horizons, to witness the methods of the Evil God's camp, but they had never imagined it would be this preposterous.
In a flash, tens of thousands of Calamity Level Mysterious Evils had evolved!
There wasn't even a need for a myth to descend.
