[: Daniel's POV :]
After saving the Dwarf Continent, I barely had a moment to breathe before next teleportation began.
Well, in the end, it was me that decided to go and before we were wrapped to the next location.
Mother's hand wrapped around my sleeve and Maiya clinging to my back like a startled kitten, and Victor cracking his knuckles as if he wanted to punch a continent next.
Saving a single world was easy, saving it repeatedly, in minutes, was something else at least for me.
But in the end, I still moved.
That was all that mattered.
And with every teleport, with every breach, with every gate I shattered, an entire continent was pulled back from the brink.
When we arrived above the Demon Throne Citadel, the sky was already burning.
A crimson sunlight bled across the clouds.
The ground quaked with shockwaves of demonic sorcery.
Thousands of invaders poured from the sky like locusts.
