Caen was on his knees, his clothing stained with his own blood. His throat had taken on a deep, ominous shade, as if a toxic substance was slowly permeating his entire body.
His eyes remained on the person who stood next to Ezekiel. He never thought he would be seeing this person here, even when he was stabbed from the back.
Standing beside Ezekiel was none other than the Village Head, a prominent figure in the Village where all the gods had taken residence.
They've lived in this village for so long, and were certain that these people were mortals, but only now Caen could see it wasn't the case. They weren't mortals. They were something else... They were like Ezekiel!
Even in outer space, the Gods were also in the same shock! The people who saved Gabriel, giving him a chance to heal were none other than the Villagers!