Rogg's arrival struck fear into many hearts. Everyone kept well away, afraid that one careless move might anger Rogg, whose mood could turn in an instant.
The two Main Gods fighting were in the same realm as Rogg, and since he made no deliberate attempt to conceal his powerful strength, they immediately sensed his presence upon his arrival. Saras and Osoe were both startled, and their attacks grew cautious, wary of a sneak attack from the sinister, cunning Rogg.
Within half a day of Rogg's arrival, Vasias arrived as well. His presence sent cold winds whistling through Demon-Hidden Valley, and the temperature in the surrounding area plummeted.
With the two monarchs, Rogg and Vasias, appearing at Demon-Hidden Valley, the smaller factions nearby fled farther away for fear of being caught up in the conflict. They hid in valleys and cracks in the cliffs, secretly watching the situation and carefully sensing the intense elemental fluctuations coming from afar.
"Heh, I really never expected Saras and Osoe to come to blows over an insignificant nobody! It seems the Chaos Lands really have been peaceful for too long. Everyone wants something to do!" Rogg said with a broad smile as he watched Saras and Osoe fighting in the distance.
Vallis wore an indifferent expression, his eyes shooting toward Rogg nearby like ice arrows. "Osoe has no sense of the bigger picture, helping some troublemaker who came out of nowhere!"
Rogg looked at Vasias with a smile. "As I see it, helping that kid is just an excuse. Osoe's real aim is to establish his authority at Saras's expense!"
Vasias snorted at those words and said disdainfully, "Osoe has it all worked out, but if he really defeats Saras, would you pass up the chance to fight him?"
Taken aback, Rogg shook his head.