Lightford’s team arrived as quickly as possible to the Void Sacred Land.
Their airboats remained a healthy distance away from the sacred land proper, Lightford taking considerable precautions at this stage in his plans.
He knew the passivity of their current situation. If he wasn’t careful, he might even turn a winning position into complete defeat.
His prior losses were a learning experience.
“Milord, it doesn’t look like there was any fighting here.” One god examined Void from the distance, his eyes narrowed thoughtfully.
Lightford’s own eyes were as keen as an eagle’s. They swept...