Battle for the Forbidden Ground

Dalamandur's gaze swept coldly over the gathered beasts.

"And it's not just the Dalamandur clan. Every other demonic beast involved back then will meet a grim end as well. I've said all there is to say. Do with it what you will."

With that, it fell silent, ignoring further questions no matter how persistently the others pressed.

Seeing that nothing more could be extracted, the group ceased their inquiries. Instead, each began to form their own plans.

Whether or not Dalamandur's words were true, one thing was certain—the Pixiu had no place in this world.

"How much longer until it opens?"

Menruch clasped his hands tightly behind his back, his restless movements betraying his unsettled state of mind.