The ridiculing laughter rubbed more salt in the wounded pride of the Enforcers, making many among them grit their teeth in frustration.
They wanted nothing more than to rip those abhorrent grins off the faces of those they once called colleagues.
Sadly for them, the corrupted Enforcers were right. Even with all the strength they boasted of, they could not handle those void creatures.
No matter how they addressed or worded it, they had retreated into the safety net Alexander provided with his domain.
"As you can see…"
Azarion turned his wide grin back to Alexander. "Their strength does not amount to anything much. This is the false reality the Omnisoul has led you to believe. You are all nothing but puppets, a clueless mass of insignificant beings that the Omnisoul has no use for!"
"..."
Alexander narrowed his eyes at those words. He didn't know about the others, but what the corrupted Enforcer said was in line with some of the things he discussed with the Supreme One.
