As was the case for most isolated realms and spaces, time flowed differently in the Severed World.
Damien and his companions entered the sub-universe roughly a day and a half ago, but over two weeks had already passed in the outside world!
Heaven's Army was working tirelessly this entire time to remove any traitors they became aware of, and soon enough, the first Infected Source World raid would begin.
It was a monumental time for the universe as a whole, to be attacking these scourges they could never get rid of before, and anyone who had an interest in the survival of Grand Heavens Boundary paid great attention to the coming raid.
Meanwhile, the man who brought them the ceasefire that allowed them to make such bold moves was…
"Ack! Hey, knock it off!"
…struggling in other ways.
Grah!
A small white tiger cub climbed over his body like it was its personal perch, scratching and biting as it pleased.
