The Artemians who surrendered were put under the joint management of the Jinns and Wanderers.
Meanwhile, Thirteen secured Metatron's permission for Erasmus to temporarily enter the Domain of the Apocalypse.
Understanding that the teenage boy must have something in mind, Metatron agreed and allowed the Lord of Death to enter his domain.
The teenage boy didn't waste any time, aware of his approaching limit.
He could collapse at any moment. But before then, he wanted to make sure that things were in order before he slept like a log.
King Astrion was chained in a room under Metatron's direct control.
This prevented anyone from the order to talk to the Artemian King without his permission.
The moment King Astrion saw Zion, his face contorted in anger and his eyes grew sharp like a sword.
If looks could kill, Thirteen would have definitely died over a dozen times already.
"Metatron, I have a favor to ask," Thirteen said. "Can you help his soul cross over to the afterlife?"
