"Fourth, I have left some treasures for the Yaneiri Clan.

They should be enough to establish yourselves in the new world.

Fifth, do not be Deified.

Never, ever do that.

You must keep the Yaneiri Clan safe." Wynton's body contorted, plunging him into further pain.

Cracks spread across his skin.

"You owe me, James! You owe my clan!" he roared for the last time in his life before crumbling into dust.

The light strips that imprisoned him shattered as well, and purple flames lunged at James' light wall, the shockwaves splintering it into fragments before rampaging toward the inconsolable Zella.

James flew to Zella, scooped her up, and they took off.

rapidly spread, obliterating

that wasn't the

the shockwave rippled across the

universes met

the remaining Doom Race warriors within the formation, ignoring the pain from the recoil,

would have had on him if he hadn't

World, a furious voice roared, "James!" "You think you've won just because you deceived

launch of the Leere Tribulation! You and your master will pay dearly!" As the voice's

stopped crying and

that Wuia?"

were

took down the Dark World in the same manner?"

stubborn, ambitious, and resilient, but he understood what he had to do

still a hero, to your clan and

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