"Is that... a Five-Ring Mage?"
The recovering Fourth-Ring Eye Demon was the first to notice the anomaly. Turning back, it saw the second sun on the distant horizon and felt a heavy sense of dread surge in its heart, shouting loudly, "Escape! Quick, run!"
As soon as it spoke, it was the first to flee in the opposite direction of the rising sun.
It had a deep understanding of the power of a Five-Ring Mage.
When it first came outside the Betula Continent, the reason why it was left with only its head was that when the Five-Ring Mage confronted the Abyss Monarch, it was engulfed in the terrifying witchcraft.
The vast Power of Origin contained within that spell made it shiver just with the memory.
"Five Rings? Could it be the monarchs have been defeated?"
"Even if we were to lose, it couldn't happen so quickly, could it?"
"Go, escape quickly!"
"Run, run, run."
"Impossible!"
