Punk was not entirely sure why the "President" was so certain that, aside from his own magic tower, the singled-out Mestur had nowhere else to hide or flee in the vast Multiverse. But if that information was an objective fact, then "Whisper of Destruction" could at least conclude that—after suffering a loss in his last direct confrontation with the "President," the cornered "Archmage" might well have remained inside his Blazing Sun tower and never left since.
So, as the end of the war drew closer step by step, as the last refuge was about to fall completely beneath the encirclement of the Demon Tide, and as the "President," Tiamat, Old Eman, and even the "Demon Prince" Demogorgon—four veteran Sun Thrones in total—watched covetously, how many choices could an almost utterly isolated Sun Throne like the "Archmage" truly have left?
Continue relying on the magic tower's formidable defenses to stall for time and wait for a "miracle"? Or bravely leave the refuge that had become a cage and charge out for one final gamble?
That was probably all he could do.
As long as one possessed sufficient intelligence, it was not difficult to determine the few narrow paths remaining to a Blazing Sun powerhouse. Even before accepting the "President's" mission, Punk had roughly anticipated how this war, capable of overturning the balance among the Multiverse's Legendary organizations, might end.
And now it seemed that "Whisper of Destruction" had every reason to be satisfied with the accuracy of his judgment. At this very moment, while Donnila was still trying to negotiate with the Golden Rivet Garment as leverage, the Blazing Sun-level battle that would decide the war's outcome had truly arrived just as he had expected!
"A battle between Sun Thrones... truly unimaginable, isn't it? Beneath such a magnificent curtain of light,