"The Scarlet Bears! They're all dead! Every single one of them within our range just collapsed and lost their lives in mere seconds! The entire perimeter, extending for tens of miles around the castle, is now clear of any monster. Even the gates have gone dark!"
"This fast?!!" one of the leaders exclaimed, rising so abruptly his chair clattered to the floor.
The silence that followed was heavy with realisation. No one needed to ask who was responsible.
"He is indeed a man of his word," the grand leader said, a deep, booming laugh erupting from his throat. The tension that had gripped his features for days finally evaporated.
"Fine! It is settled. Prepare all of your factions. If a boy from a lower realm can bring a world to its knees with a few needles, then the Blue Purgators shall follow his lead and dominate this realm once and for all!"
