While fighting, Alexander and Arad learned one thing about the dimension they were sealed in. It wasn't infinite; it was a locked space of around a few thousand kilometers wide, just large enough to have enough mass to suppress the god's power and dissipate it.
That means this place wasn't a full world and didn't have a core that Arad could blow up. It was similar to the layers of Merlin's labyrinth. He has to be careful since he can never take Alexander away from the armies fighting. The last thing Arad wants is to blow up his vampires by mistake. He could already feel Zia revving up and taking a massive step toward being a true vampire lord.
As the two armies clashed, Zia looked down at them from the peak of a mountain as she sat there, leisurely sharpening her claws. Going from nail to another, and from toe to the other, her long crimson cap flapped in the wind as the snow around her grew colder and the shadows turned darker.
