Realising his glyphs were ineffective, Ronan made a split-second decision to flee. However, as he attempted to escape, a towering wall of molten lava, fifteen meters high, erupted from the ground, enclosing the entire compound of the mansion.
"You cannot escape, so don't waste your time," Seth said as he continued advancing toward Ronan.
Leona and the other gods' chosen had already accepted that Ronan stood no chance in this battle, even with his Gearweaver. With this in mind, they no longer dwelled on his fate and hurried to check on the fallen Leif's condition.
Ronan clenched his teeth and swiftly flicked his right arm again, causing one of the glyphs to materialise into a broad, inky black bird large enough to carry him and Lirien. Without hesitation, Ronan commanded the bird to take flight, urging it to soar over the towering fifteen-meter wall of molten lava.
