Here, where drifting Void mingled with rising flames, Lin Jin came face-to-face with the Void Jester.
The Void Jester had never expected this.
He had never imagined that their god could appear directly in his territory.
In this place closest to the Abyss.
This was completely outside his plans.
According to the intelligence he had gathered, this god should only have been able to act within the reach of the Campfire Altars.
That was why he had avoided direct combat as much as possible and concentrated on collecting Sacrifices.
Once he opened the Forbidden Gate and let the Sea of the Unlight rise again to drown everything, no matter how powerful his opponent was, the full tide of Void would mean certain death.
Yet his opponent stood before him now. However much the Void Jester refused to believe it, this was an undeniable fact.
The Void Jester had also heard a little about the Sunfire God's exploits.
Facing an unknown being who had reunified Ironkeep's fractured territory in barely a year, he dared not grow careless and remained frozen in place.
Lin Jin, by contrast, floated in the air with an impassive gaze and an ethereal bearing, the flames around him pulsing in rhythm with his presence.
He seemed to be watching a play that had nothing to do with him, leaving his true feelings impossible to fathom.
On the other side of the square, the Little Knight did not quite understand what was happening, but the arrival of that great fiery bug who had once offered help meant they were safe for now.
The Little Knight hurriedly dragged the injured Gron to safety.
Gron was already unconscious, blood still seeping from his one remaining eye.
Soulfire had strengthened his body enough to keep him alive, but he was still