Unforeseen Order

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Inside the Dakea Stronghold…

Xonnomor watched as both Saehtyn and Xorgrah appeared from inside a fiery portal. His expression was odd because of Saehtyn's current pressure.

Compared to before, when Apollo was still present, absorbing the large quantity of Ira in the deepest level of the tower, which was akin to an active volcano, allowed Saehtyn to heal in record time. From what Xonnomor saw, it was impossible to sense that Saehtyn had recently experienced a grave battle.

"So? How long will we be occupied?" Saehtyn questioned while glancing around Xonnomor's forge. His attention instantly fell upon the mold used to forge Gram. Since it gave off a presence almost identical to his axe, it drew his attention seamlessly.

'Someone's received a weapon on par with mine? Could they have already started the forging process?' Saehtyn wondered before returning his gaze towards Xorgrah and Xonnomor.