With this power in hand, Soraya's ambition soared. The archlord tier was a hazy mist she could now see straight through. Her gaze locked onto the distant peak of demigod.
"Then let's start rebuilding," Orion said, gesturing to the ruins, the surrounding oasis, and the endless desert beyond. In truth, while this world was a Godforsaken Land, it felt more like a small, self-contained realm that had been remarkably well-preserved. Its only real flaw was its monotony. But for a desert-dwelling race, that wasn't a flaw at all.
"Don't worry," Soraya said, her voice filled with a new, quiet strength. "I will forge this place into a perfect kingdom for the sand scorpions, and gather more faith for the Horde."
