We Need No Allies

Skullius was shocked.

Split in two? Aigas?

Just the thought of it, especially with how... 'normal everything seemed at the moment...

"How in the world did that happen?" Skullius asked with an odd sort of furious look.

"The masked necromancer," Erlton said heavily. "Even though I'm human myself, I am quite impressed that he managed to play his cards so well, avoiding Divination against his identity and the truest extent of his plans. I can't even be sure which time period he hails from."

Skullius frowned.

"The masked man, huh?" he said before giving Erlton a judgey look. "How did he slip through your fingers even after the Premium Age Royale? Such an event should have alerted you, right? Millions of souls reaped from millions of people..."

Erlton donned a dazed expression.