While Axel and the girls were busy with the design...
"Those foreigners keep on doing weird things in our land! We should chase them away, now!"
"Can't you see what that man did? He erected a wall several dozen kilometers long instantly!"
"A-Are we going to die...? We should go under them quick, or they might conquer us instead!"
Within the local's last bastion, the Swyre City—or at least what's left of it—various figures were stuck in an endless debate.
Their discussion topic was simple—Whether to fight, to join hands with, or to go under Axel's group!
Of course, after seeing their illogical actions and display of power for a few hours straight from a great distance, the idea of fighting them was the one with the least supporters.
A group that could kill hundreds of thousands of Black Beasts instantly could also kill them just as easily, after all!
"This is our land! We should be the ones protecting it!"
