The moment Iago felt the crushing weight of the oppressive aura, his worst fear was confirmed.
The enemy had a powerhouse as strong as a Demigod—an eight-stage beast—among their ranks. His heart sank as he realized that no matter how strong their forces were, they would not be able to win this fight alone. The odds had shifted irreversibly, and the battlefield suddenly seemed much more dangerous.
"Lux!" Iago shouted, his voice filled with urgency and desperation. "Call Ariel, NOW!" He grabbed Lux's arm and began pulling her back, retreating swiftly toward the city. Every second matters.
The Demigod's presence was undeniable, and the power gap was insurmountable for any of them to handle.
They needed to buy time. Enough time for Ariel to arrive—only a Demigod could stand against an eight-stage beast.
Without a Demigod, they could only be crushed.
