Expected

The months ticked by. 

Though Dyon was unaware of exactly what these individuals were scheming, how could he not know that there would most definitely be counter measures put in place for his actions? It was just that… He didn't care. 

He felt a level of freedom he hadn't felt in a long time, a freedom he maybe hadn't felt since he was running around arrogantly in his mortal world. There was nothing that could shake him at this point, even if the whole Mortal Plane pointed their blades at him. 

Like this, the Nephilim Gathering rapidly approached. During this time, Dyon took the opportunity to accomplish a few things. 

Firstly, the Sprite Alliance infrastructure might have been impressive to others, but to him, it was nothing worth mentioning. He wanted to immediately improve it to the standards of his Mortal Alliance.