Amberser had not witnessed the battle with his own eyes, but he was not at all worried for the members of the Elegy Poetry Society.
They were Undead standing at the pinnacle of the world, each harboring unique and exceptional skills.
There was no possibility of defeat against this group of Drow Elves, it all depended on how long they wanted to play.
Amberser had his own mission to accomplish, and he now just hoped that the Drow Matriarch Tristan wouldn't be affected by the situation outside.
Clearly, Tristan was even more ruthless and heartless than Amberser had imagined.
She just stood atop the tower for a glance, confirming that the Drow Elves were certainly doomed to lose, then she activated all the tower's magic defenses and immersed herself completely in the sacrifice.
The ritual might not be completed perfectly, but he believed the Goddesses would forgive her.
