In Rome...

You're correct; Terry wasn't alive thirty years ago, but he had heard tales of the devastation caused by the overlords' previous incursion. The remnants of that destruction still lingered in the world, a grim reminder of the danger they posed.

After sealing the room containing the tunnel with earth magic, Terry returned to the city through the underground passage. He then proceeded to the blacksmith's workshop and worked on leveling up the black pegasus boots once more. He knew that mastering their usage would greatly enhance his mobility and effectiveness in battles.

As the night fell, the guild members gathered at the airplane, which was now fully prepared for their journey. Terry could sense the mix of excitement and anxiety among them. They were heading into the unknown, but they were united in their determination to face whatever awaited them.

"Let's go then," Terry said. "Let's bring another corpse of an overlord as well when we return."