Ethan's eyes lit up with a strange, burning gleam.
"Umbral Abyss… Archdemon… and control over an entire world?"
A thrill shot through him. He hadn't expected a jackpot like this.
"Master!"
Elira came running over, blood streaked across her face, her aura noticeably stronger than before—clearly fresh from a brutal fight.
"Right after you left, another group from Sky Citadel showed up. We clashed. They were stronger than us at first, but halfway through the battle… they suddenly pulled back."
Ethan gave a small nod.
He didn't need to ask why.
He already knew.
The internal war in Sky Citadel had begun to spiral. The cracks were widening faster than expected.
"Order everyone to pull out of Sky Citadel immediately," he said, his tone leaving no room for argument. "I'm taking you all somewhere better."
Elira blinked, confused. After all the blood and sweat they'd poured into carving out territory in Sky Citadel, now they were just… abandoning it?
