"You guys, stay here." Suddenly, the cold, low voice echoed in the middle of the Spiritual Guardians' army.
Galteus choked on the attack command halfway and turned around. He stared at a human figure with green hair and red eyes. This person was from the Wube family, just like thousands of others in that army.
"Are you stupid? We need to hit them fast! You just have to use that power you call 'Blessing' to hold him down." Galteus snapped back, furious.
That human let out a dry snort. "You don't get it. Darian isn't someone you can handle with numbers. The Three-Eyed Ravens shouldn't attack him. Let the others go first, that way he'll be forced to show a bit of what he's got."
Galteus almost roared in anger. He looked ahead and saw the 700 thousand Twilight Owls charging. From the other side, more than four million from the other universe were also running, tightening the encirclement. But to his surprise, he noticed the Spiritual Guardians on both sides stayed still.
