Chapter 132

"Commander, they couldn't be killed... They are a-already..."

"I know that, idiot!" Shawn shouted.

"Apology, my sire, but Camellana says to give the two what they feared the most. Her minions will bring them up from the west and flank them from there with another dozen dark forces."

Shawn was only given a sliver of hope. "You had best be correct, messenger, or everything is lost; the forest was meant to test the will of any souls, not simply to give them the will to fight, but also to face their own fear, so that we at the headquarters may judge them according to their guilt. The longer they stay in the forest, the better, but what good is the headquarters and the judgment of the fire pit if Camellana's men are fighting them instead of scaring them? Idiot!"

As the messenger left Shawn to lead his army into war, the forerunner bowed his head and said nothing.

Shawn mumbled to himself, "Fuck this nonsense." He thought that in the mortal world, it was like Hallow