Westheid was not an indecisive man. After a brief moment of thought and internal conflict, he made the most logical decision.
Since Mivana was determined to sacrifice herself, he had to return immediately to deal with the Chaos Demon Army's surprise attack.
And so, without a backward glance, Westheid ran at full speed toward the edge of the Purity Forest.
"Oh? So that's your plan?"
Seeing this, the Devourer understood the situation and said with sudden realization,
"Tsk, tsk... You're far more decisive than the other mortals I've toyed with. But no matter. To be able to unleash the Primordial Herald, even her death is worth it!"
"But I cannot die yet. This body still has its uses."
The Dirt World Desolate God glanced at the Wolf-eared Maiden, whose aura was growing more terrifying as the last vestiges of clarity faded from her eyes. It then ran even faster than Westheid, leaving countless Chaos Demons behind to obstruct Mivana.
BOOM—
