Slightly above the city, two beings could be seen looking down on them. Their faces were hidden in a cloak that seemed to shimmer like they were covered in precious stones, and the space around them was distorting.
"To think we would see the day a Basilisk Sage such as Slav would be taken down. it ruined most of our plans." One of the beings said, its voice void of life, the being sounded detached from reality.
"I know, the boy turned out to be a miscalculation on our side. Now the knights are trying to break into this world, We can't hold them for long, can we now?" The other replied, its voice sounding like a calm storm. It seemed to be rather playful than the other one.
The other being turned, it was looking in the open. "I can feel the vessel. The mortal seems to be getting stronger. It seems Azree is aiding him."
