As long as they could adapt to the environment here, the rest was up to them—leveling up on their own.
Ethan wasn't worried about losing troops in this world. No matter how many he lost, he could always summon more later. What he couldn't stand was losing them for no reason.
Several hours passed.
Suddenly, Andona's expression shifted—like she'd sensed something.
"Hm?"
She pointed toward the horizon.
"My Lord," she said quickly, "I think I just felt Ataneya's energy. It's coming from that direction. Should we check it out?"
"Let's go!" Ethan didn't hesitate for a second.
He and Andona shot off in the direction she indicated, flying at full speed.
They didn't know how long they'd been flying when the sound of screams suddenly tore through the air.
"Ahhh!"
Ethan's face darkened instantly. He looked up—and there she was.
Ataneya, floating in the sky, surrounded by chaos.
