The battle raged on—no mercy, no retreat!
Bloodveil and Meteorfall watched the chaos unfold, quickly realizing that Ethan's crew wasn't just tough—they were absolute monsters. If there was a top-tier zombie nest in the world, this was it.
"Wraithshade's already gone after Deathless Sovereign Lilith," Meteorfall said, glancing at the battlefield. "We're part of the same alliance. We can't just sit back and let them steal all the glory, right?"
"Yeah, you're right," Bloodveil nodded, not about to let his own undead underlings mock him after the war for being a no-show. "Time to remind everyone who the real boss is!"
With a guttural roar, the two regional overlords launched themselves into the fray. Bloodveil unleashed his Bloodtide Domain, a crimson tide of energy surging outward, pulsing with radiant flashes.
Even Claire, the human leader, whose body was still recovering from earlier exertion, pushed herself back into the fight, refusing to be left behind.
