On a desolate hillside several thousand kilometers away from the battlefield between the Dragon God System and the Elf God System.
A figure with an exceedingly thick beard covering his chin, somewhat short in stature yet covered in armor-like, iron-hard muscles that fully displayed the formidable martial power contained within that body, frowned deeply as he looked at the unfamiliar figure ahead, who held a blood-red blade and blocked his only path. His expression was grave.
"So, are you trying to stop me?"
He roared his question loudly.
"Answer me!"
"You audacious Gith!"
"Who gave you the courage to, as a mere mortal, dare provoke the great Dwarf God-King?!"
Like an enraged beast roaring at an ant that dared challenge it.
As his roar spread.
Vast power surged straight into the heavens.
The previously clear sky abruptly saw wind and clouds churn.
Turning into a scene of an approaching storm.
Even the lightning transformed into Thunder Snakes, endlessly coiling and roaming.
As for the target of his rebuke and questioning.
Kaleid, who held the Slaughterer of All Beings in his hand, showed not the slightest change in expression.
He merely spoke slowly and calmly.
"Your Excellency Moradin."
"Although my actions have indeed been somewhat presumptuous."
"This cannot be helped. I hope you can forgive me..."
"After all, if the Gith Empire wishes to formally enter the World of Toril, vast territories and resources will always be unavoidable necessities. The Dragon God System can just happen to create this opportunity for us, allowing much of the land that should have been occupied by the Elf race to become ownerless."
At this point.
After glancing at the various Dwarf Gods around them, who had likewise been stopped by different Gith.
He calmly continued.
"So, if possible, I hope that you and the