I pulled a bit of a stunt and kept the captured women contained in the ring while I packed up my gear and prepared to warp again. It was simpler to use my powers with fewer people to manage, and since they were already in the ring, they didn't count against my numbers. It wouldn't take much longer than if I had let them out right away.
Honestly, it wasn't that bad. I was on the path to becoming a Dark Lord, after all, so no harm done. But I had to face the reality that my hopes of returning to my old world were fading fast. There was no way back unless I wanted to become the first real zombie on Earth, and that was a hard pass for me. Reluctantly, I had to accept my new life, which meant fully embracing my role as a dark lord. I needed to figure out what that truly meant for me.
