High Millinar Julas wanted to curse out loud.
He had Davina, and yet something disturbed him again when he was about to reach her.
It pushed his frustration to its limit, but the voice that called him sounded urgent and desperate.
Right underneath, High Millinar Vlaos and Angela burst from the ground—scurrying away with clear panic on their faces. He knew that they were battling Rex, and since both of their powers have immense synergy, he thought it would be fine.
But it didn't seem like that now.
"Julas!" High Millinar Vlaos roared. "Get your ass over here! Stop what you're fucking doing and close the damn sky!"
"Which one does he want me to fucking do?!" High Millinar Julas clicked his tongue as High Millinar Vlaos gave contradicting requests. Either help them or close the sky, pick one. "From the very start, we are not supposed to be clashing with the dangerous one. Look at them now.'
Diamantona's had already made it clear to them.
