Fran and Hill stood in the sky, silently watching the valley below.
Agleya did not wish to affect Hill's territory, so she gathered all the Holy Power near the fountain, then mischievously included the location of the Illusion Array, and without sparing any Divine Power, evolved the array.
If the Undead Tribe were to enter again, it would not be simply a matter of running away to resolve it.
Who knows how many sea storms and iceberg attacks they would encounter.
However, they would probably prefer it.
Maybe those with Magical Beasts would try every means to run in and play.
Hill, on the other hand, considered it quite good; to the naturally born Deities who do not need faith, the Undead really are quite useful.
When they circled around, even cursing Agleya wasn't a problem, as long as they mentioned it often. Although the Undead are sharp-tongued, they seldom carry real malice when cursing Deities.