Dren whistled. "That's deep within the Abyssal Wastes."
Rick groaned. "Of course it is. Why can't these guys ever regenerate in a nice, peaceful meadow?"
Aiden rolled up the scroll. "We don't have much time. The Abyssal Wastes are a lawless region, crawling with all kinds of monsters and ancient entities. If Ivan gets a chance to absorb that energy, he'll be even harder to kill next time."
Myne twirled a dagger in her fingers. "Then we leave immediately."
Aiden stood, his golden aura flaring slightly as his resolve solidified. "This time, we end it."
The team gathered their gear, the weight of their mission heavy on their shoulders. The battle wasn't over yet. But this time, they were going to make sure Ivan stayed dead—permanently.
With a final nod, Aiden activated a teleportation array. In a flash of light, they vanished from the sanctuary, heading straight into the heart of danger.
