Lainekel shook his head, realizing that the world had changed beyond his knowledge and imagination.
He felt like an old man of a bygone era, with the new world no longer able to accommodate his ship.
After a moment of silence, Lainekel spoke with solemnity, "Lord Jichen, I would like to ask for a favor."
"Please, go ahead."
"If one day you defeat the demonic army, I ask for the opportunity to seek revenge against the Dreadlord Balzarna."
Ji Chen looked at Lainekel, whose eyes were filled with determination, his expression slightly surprised.
After a moment of silence, he nodded.
"I promise you."
A faint smile, barely noticeable, appeared on Lainekel's stiff face, but it was a smile of genuine happiness.
The tormented hero, even after escaping the abyss, still sought to wield the blade of revenge against the mastermind of his nightmares, to end the centuries of suffering.