Chapter 429: The Shadows of the World's Alliance

The Nagas just needed some time. Now that the skies had been largely cleared out with a few swings of the baseball bat, they could see the night sky clearly.

It helped them think once more that god was still around.

The rest of the expedition team now joined by me waited behind while the Nagas built a giant pyre as part of their rituals. They were going to offer blood around the pyre and set it ablaze.

It was supposed to be done with the blood of the one being cremated, but they decided to use their own.

A sendoff to their kind. A wish for god to keep not only the ones with him in his graces but the ones still here in them too.

It was grim as it was poetic, liberating as it was conclusive. I did think I should be offering them some blood and a corpse too, but refrained for the time being.

Whose, you ask?

His name was Kevin, and he was going to die.

"Look at this little bastard, look at him stare at my sister."

"Eugene, you can't really see that can you?"