"Your majesty! Wake up! Please, wake up!"
Manon's pleas fell on deaf ears as no matter how he begged, the silent Clay Emperor paid no heed. Corrupted by demonic mana, the former sovereign had turned into a puppet and was simply a shell of what he once was. But, it wasn't to be misunderstood… Even though the Clay Emperor's mind had been completely taken over… his abilities remained fully intact.
Souls of the ancient empire were roused from their eternal slumber, turned into fuel for the greater abominations that seemed to possess enough power to fell an entire city. They were turned into pure energy, mere fodder in a whirlpool of suffering and hatred.
And this was too much for the kind-hearted Ellahan to endure.
"L-Leon, this is too much!"
"Yeah! Let's act now!"
