In the Central World, the King of Upper Realm gazed through the mirror before him, watching Caen leave. He also didn't forget the threat that the young boy issued to him.
Cracks started developing on the mirror, which shattered into a thousand pieces, which all dispersed in thin air.
"Arrogance has always been the downfall of even the greatest of gods..."
The King of the Upper Realm closed his eyes, not reacting. Instead, he told the four Generals to leave and take care of the Upper Realm, which was in chaos currently. Only he was to stay behind.
....
In another place, the Lord of Flames came out of a portal, appearing in a dark and unknown place, which lacked any elemental energy that he feasted on.
"Why did we run?! Just what happened?" He asked, looking at the statue in his hand. However, the statue remained silent as if it was an ordinary statue.
"Someone came... Someone strong..." A gritty voice came from the statue.
