My mood was terrible.
Apparently, getting thrown around like a weightless ragdoll by an ancient Demon Prince tends to put you in a terrible mood.
I was also disappointed.
But not at our performance. Oh, no.
On the contrary, I doubted anyone else at our age and rank could've fared better against Vaeghar the Devourer, even if he wasn't in his true form and was heavily nerfed.
So no, I was disappointed in my own lack of preparation.
Our plan from the start was simple.
Once we got closer to the caldera's peak, I could immediately tell from the amount of fear-inducing aura radiating down the crest that the Moon Eater was not as restrained as I'd hoped he would be.
That was when we began brainstorming.
We knew we had to fight a fight we couldn't win.
As such, the solution that was proposed was to push Vaeghar toward the caldera's exit.
