The Space-Time Sorcerer whom Black-and-White Road took the greatest pride in had once again rendered outstanding service.
Hill had no idea whether Oaisis, William, and Aoskar had reached some agreement, but once at least two-thirds of the Undead from the Damboro Inland Region who wanted to join the war had arrived at their Red Willow Oasis, the Dimension Door was officially repaired.
And it worked both ways.
When Hill discovered this, he nearly laughed aloud... Aoskar was being far too obvious about going easy on them.
Still, he could understand why Aoskar would do this.
If he failed to cooperate, there was really no telling whether Oaisis, who had even dared to let Umberlee in, would let the Lady of Pain in as well.
And might Corellon, who was still diligently swinging his sword at Sigil, suddenly decide to take half a day off and give the Lady of Pain a chance to go out for a stroll?
Aoskar certainly did not dare take that gamble.
Although the Lady of Pain might not dare leave Sigil... in fact, if she did, that would suit Aoskar even better.
Set was only helping him from behind the scenes, but if there were a chance to give that woman a couple of slaps, the ever-proud jackal-headed Death God would absolutely appear without hesitation.
Unfortunately for him, even if the Lady of Pain did not come, the mages and sorcerers in Sigil willing to fawn over her—especially those damned Tieflings—would certainly be willing to descend and deal with him, now that his strength had fallen to lesser divine power.
Even adding Venti, who followed him wholeheartedly, would make no difference... after cutting away so much of her own power, the current wind goddess struggled to wield even a demigod's strength.
Aoskar had dared to