At the same time.
Other Continent.
A small town on the outskirts of the Divinity Nation.
The town was modest, with small buildings lining the cobblestone roads. Farmers hauled carts of produce, merchants shouted their wares, and children ran through the alleys. It was a simple, humble place, far from the grandeur of the royal capital.
Julius stood inside the room of one of the official buildings, his golden armor gleaming under the dim light. His face was twisted with disgust as he glared down at the Divinity official kneeling before him.
"You expect me, the Supreme Leader of all summoned heroes, to visit this filthy, run-down shithole!?" Julius's voice boomed, echoing inside the room. He grabbed the official by the collar and yanked him up, his eyes burning with fury.
