"It was merely a means to an end."
Ellis turned his skull, his Soul Fire sweeping over the slaughtered soldiers of the River Domain. His jaw seemed to twitch, forming something akin to an upward curve.
"In my eyes, those so-called Gods are nothing more than Transcendents with greater Power. They hold no value worth worshipping."
In response to Ellis's statement, Holland just noncommittally raised his non-existent eyebrows and decisively changed the subject.
"Alright, let's not talk about that..."
He lifted his chin slightly, gesturing to Fisher's kneeling body nearby.
"What about this shell? Is it adequate to support your daily activities?"
Ellis slowly shook his head, his bones making a faint grinding sound.
"The Transcendents in this region... are far too few."
His tone carried a hint of imperceptible disappointment.
"Even after provoking the River Domain to this extent, I only managed to lure out a mere three Transcendents..."
