Noah and the Seraphim continued rising until they passed the tallest trees, their enormous presences gradually becoming more distant as they climbed higher into the storm.
Yet even after they left the battlefield behind, no one immediately turned toward the enemies still standing across from them. Nearly everyone continued looking toward the sky, watching the two strongest beings among them grow smaller until the heavy rain made it difficult to follow either one.
It was only then that some began to notice what else had left with them.
The Holy Field was disappearing. What remained of its influence was being pulled farther into the sky along with the Seraphim, and the same thing was happening on the other side. Noah's field had followed him as well, leaving his creatures without the power that had covered them throughout the battle.
"Hah! Look!"
