Tonitrum summoned a red portal and looked at Canna again.
"I'll open another portal back if you survive. Since this is your first war, I'll send you to a battlefield with at least 10,000 souls. A war between goblins and kobolds. Do your best not to die."
Canna looked at the red portal in front of him, took deep breaths, and closed his eyes. The sooner he did this, the sooner it would be done. He gripped his scythe tightly and, with another sigh, opened his eyes and slowly made his way into the portal.
Once inside, he expected to hear the sounds of war, but instead, all he heard was the rush of air. That's when he noticed it.
"THISSSS AGAAAINNN??" Canna screamed at the top of his lungs.
Right now, Canna was falling 20,000 feet in the air. Anyone would be shocked. After five seconds when the shock passed, he could see down below two forces that were about to collide. He instantly sent a telepathic message to his subordinates.
