"Everybody's hunting freedom!" the Immoral cried with a voice so loud that it diffused through all of Aigas at once. It was a mystery where his voice was coming from since his whole body had become an immobile statue by now. He floated in the air still, with an undefeated air budding around him.
All the players on the battlefield – gods, Liches and Null Life users – turned to him in surprise, interest or indifference. There was quite an intriguing reason behind the Immoral's survival, they all saw.
