The massive subterranean implosion had shaken the foundational bedrock of the entire continent. The blast bypassed King Voranthar's mortal politics and violently woke the slumbering gods of the Fourth Continent.
Red watched four crimson markers detach from the primary divine signatures. The markers plummeted toward the digital representation of the Sovereign's Path at terrifying speeds.
he deities realized their mortal King had failed to protect the border, and they immediately took matters into their own hands.
'They are deploying their Sovereign Pets,' Red calculated, watching the markers enter the deep crust of the land bridge. 'They are hunting the assassins.'
'Syra,' Red projected his voice across the void, locking onto her faith signature. 'Do not stop moving. The explosion woke the pantheon. They just dropped four apex predators directly into your extraction route.'
