Raegar pulled Zahara close, their foreheads touching, her book's glow casting soft light across their faces. ''Couldn't have done it without you,'' he admitted, his voice raw with pride.
She smirked, brushing sweat-soaked hair from his brow. ''We're one, Rae. And I'll always be there to help.''
''Thank you,'' he muttered, turning to the corpses.
Raegar summoned his army of Fusion Soldiers to gather them up, only to realize the Forest Giants were Tier Six monsters, his face scrunched up as he threw the corpses to the Fusion Ogres, who enjoyed the feast. When Zahara saw this, she was confused and turned to him with a questioning expression.
''Why did you waste such creatures?'' she asked.
''They were a young herd, not strong enough for me,'' he answered as Arthur appeared beside the blonde.
Following that, he dismissed the soldiers and returned to the camp where Nivara was waiting, red eyes full of admiration. ''Rae! I saw you fighting those monsters, it was amazing!''
