After assigning the recent tasks that needed to be handled by those clan leaders, 'Xue Yunfeng' returned to his base and watched the Alliance members follow him in tacit agreement. He chuckled twice. "What? Worried about the people over there?"
"They're not nearly as well-behaved as they were in Toril!" the tall, sturdy 'Young Master' rumbled, then frowned and shut his mouth. He always felt that those words hadn't come from his own throat.
"Look at you. You just had to play something different, and now you can't even handle it, can you?" The male Mage named 'Passionfruit,' standing behind him, mocked him mercilessly. Like the baldhead, he had chosen a height of 1.4 meters.
'Xue Yunfeng' waved his hand, stopping the argument that was about to break out between them. "Stop it!
I'd expected them to act like this long ago.
Heh. In Toril, the ones benefiting have all been people on our side!
They did get a lot of Knight Orders, Priest Orders, and Toril forces to fight together, but... they overlooked the most fundamental issue.
The Justice Triad faction they were trying to join ultimately still acted according to the Gods' wishes.
No matter how much Tyr's paladins admired their courage, they wouldn't go over their own Supreme God's head and give them Badges of Justice.
And this time, Tyr had merely followed behind the Gods and added a little support. He hadn't officially joined the battle at all.
The remaining two had only wanted to save mortals. They had no interest in getting involved in this mess.
Besides, even the Justice Knights had barely had any chance to fight, so they naturally wouldn't waste their already limited forces joining the battle on the Undead side.
Later, they did try to build a good relationship with Shar's