Rain decided to move away from the area and regroup… he had no idea what the machine gods had done, and he didn't expect anything related to the core of that place.
As soon as Rain reached the previous layer of the space station, Rain saw his prisoners and Loar fighting the dark sentinels… their numbers had decreased a lot, but so did the prisoners… Loar's hands were covered in wounds, and actually, they were missing their skin thanks to the numerous attacks that he launched using his special form.
"Master, I will watch your retreat," Loar said.
"Perhaps I should fire you from your position by calling me that," Rain said. "Return, I don't need anyone to watch my retreat when I can teleport."
Loar and the prisoners sighed in relief as they began to be called back to the pocket dimension. Several of their allies had been beaten to a pulp, so it looked like they could soon join them.
