"Say… How are things going in that other realm? Is there truly no way to get back to helping it?"
"Do not worry, the people of this realm are still holding their ground… They are not helpless, so don't concern yourself too much with them, focus on what is in front of you"
Fallael reminded Griar not to worry about something out of his control and reach whilst he himself was in a dangerous situation.
Healing himself up after leaving the realm did not take too long with some assistance, so after a bit of rest, he reappeared back into the realm, and went straight back to seeking out the chosen hideout of the Spearheads.
This abandoned part of the city was large, but it wasn't large enough to make it difficult to find a bunch of undeads unless they had decided to take up residence in the sewers, and searching the sewers was far more dangerous than moving from rooftop to rooftop.
