The battlefield resounded with cries of battle and bloodied blades. Triton, connecting heaven and earth, stood in a tacit standoff with his opponent. Ancient voices echoed in his mind, their unchanging monotone like the weight of grave-bound stones, sending chills through his heart.
[You have brought these dust-like invaders into my world. When I sweep you all away, I will take them with you.]
The allied forces led by Raymond were constrained by the rules of the [world] and unable to intervene, left to helplessly watch as reinforcements clashed with duplicates of themselves. The tense scene was further exacerbated by the restless black sludge swirling near Triton.
The Dean and the Scholar approached Raymond one after the other.
"You'd better have a plan; otherwise, we'll be forced to adopt the Dragon Priest's proposed final measure."
Raymond turned, casting a surprised glance at the Blue Dragon Priest.
"I'd like to hear your idea first."
