Rellia held her spear firmly in her hand as she zoomed through the sky following after Lidaz who knew the general direction of where to go. He wasn’t given coordinates or an address or anything of that nature, just to the same city of the Kingdom of Three where they first ran into a problem with the City Lord’s son.

  For the speed of Immortals, that distance was not even a minute away, but even a few seconds was more than enough time for an Immortal to write an entire 3 book fantasy series if they so wished.

  The speed of thought at that realm was not to be underestimated even slightly and it was why Rellia had plenty of time to truly get her thoughts in order. It wasn’t like she was having second thoughts about what she was doing or actually what she was about to do, but a stray mind was a defeated mind.

  To ensure her entire focus would be on the upcoming battle she wanted to go over some of things swirling around in her mind. Firstly…did she actually want to join a clan at this state in her life?

  The answer to that was obvious…yes, but when she envisioned joining a clan it wasn’t with a brand new one, where she would undoubtedly be the strongest entity within the clan. It would always be through a test and if she passed, she would then be granted an opportunity to join one of the Conflagrations in the clan.

  Not this…of course she wasn’t being presumptuous and thinking that her being given a place in the clan was a given. Even if the Patriarch was a damn newborn, she would always give him the respect he deserved.

  But what if he did just welcome her into the clan…without any sort of interview or test of any kind? For some reason it felt wrong to her. After all of the work she has done over the years, to just be given it like that wouldn’t feel right.

  Eventually she came to a decision, she would not go begging to join the clan. Lidaz likely knew very well that she would welcome the idea, but there was no need for her to go announce that to the young Patriarch.

  If Lidaz brought it up on his own then so be it, but if the Patriarch himself offered for her to join the clan, then she would as humbly as possibly ask to be tested before she was allowed to join.

  She didn’t know what that would look like, if the Patriarch could even think up a test that would be sufficient for someone of her level, and that thought alone was bordering on disrespect, but it wouldn’t feel right to her otherwise.

  But her mind had been made up, and her thoughts had come to a close.

  Just in time for her to reach the City in question.

  The entire was still hustling and bustling down below almost as if they couldn’t see the lone man floating high above it. His entire being radiating not an ounce of power so perhaps they simply couldn't sense him for the moment.

  Lirian and Firan were nowhere to be seen and while Raizen would’ve been able to tell that if they were dead or not, Rellia and Lidaz didn’t have that same capability. For all the knew both Lirian and Frian along with both of their squads were long since dead and they were walking into an irredeemable situation.

  Fortunately, the lack of concrete information about Infernals was helping them in this scenario.

  The man floating above the City was of course City Lord Kizas and when he thought about the may ways he could do this, only one option seemed to make the most sense in his mind. He already knew about the many Infernals leaving their stronghold and carrying out whatever mission they found.

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  They were mostly of no consequence to him and he had already dismissed the idea of killing them all. He didn’t know how much Raizen cherished each and every one of clan members, but he figured it was similar to him. He didn't care about every single person who dwelled in his City and called him City Lord.

  He would do his job as he always and if the City was attacked he would defend it as a City Lord of the Kingdom of Three should. He wasn’t incompetent.

  Despite that, one of them dying while out on some mission of their own choosing or even an ordered one wouldn’t have driven him to rage, there were other people in places of power for that, and as an Immortal he had lived through generations of their lives and deaths already.

  It simply wasn’t worth it to grow too attached.

  But that all changed when Kizas noticed Frian and Lirian. He remembered one of them being the reason that brat called down something he couldn’t even begin to describe to the battlefield and used it to allow him to kill a trusted subordinate and beat the shit out of his son.

  His King might’ve thought it was his order that forced him to stay put that day, but he would be wrong. Instead it was that…thing. He even heard it talk but he couldn’t understand a single word it said. At first he was worried it was some powerful entity watching over Raizen who considered the brat that touched his son.

  He thought it was something that would always be watching and there would be no hope in killing something like that.

  But then he sensed when Raizen fell unconscious.

  That along with the care Raizen showed for one of the boys he saw on missions, plus the fact that the plan with the assassins fell through cumulated into the plan he had today.

  He kidnapped both Frian and Liran and all the people they had with them and bounded and locked them beneath the City. He wanted to kill them outright, but he had no idea if Infernals could sense the deaths of their loved ones…considering her quickly they had arrived when one was forced to kneel.

  He didn’t want a repeat of that though, not until he prepared so the room the boys were sealed in wouldn’t allow for anything to be sent in or out. He wasn’t sure if death would overcome that barrier so that is where he left it.

  Not that he minded if they died, but while he only hoped to have to fight Lidaz and the Core Formation brat who he hoped would not be able to summon that thing again, he also factored the fact that Rellia was there and she might join in as well.

  So Raizen cared so much about that one individual then maybe they’d be hampered in how they fought him because they wouldn’t want to destroy the City in hopes of rescuing their people alive.

  It was a simple plan based on a lot of guesses and a few things going his way that could’ve easily have gone the other way. But according to his own timeline he was short on time. There was only so much he could hide from the other Immortals in the Kingdom and if they knew what was going on they would’ve stopped him themselves.

  Of course, some things did indeed go his way.

  He wasn’t to know that Raizen was busy breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm so while he didn’t show up the battle, he wasn’t going to be able to summon that thing again either way.

  Nor was Lidaz planning to destroy the City in the first place since his Patriarch didn’t like killing innocent civilians if he didn’t have to.

  All of that was good and dandy for City Lord Kizas…but he made one mistake.

  As an Early 2nd Stage Immortal, he had full confidence in himself that he could kill Lidaz despite the man being an Infernal, and he felt he had enough means to do the same with Rellia.

  The last time she was on Acuva and faced trouble she went and called for help. Of course that’s how the entire planet found out she was Infernal but it also meant that perhaps she wasn’t as good a fighter as her reputation had dictated.

  He didn’t know much about Infernals but he knew they were a race that loved war, which meant they likely were good at fighting said wars.

  Plus there was the fact that Rellia was a 2nd Stage Immortal herself.

  He didn’t know exactly where she stood in the realm, but there was no Immortal that didn’t know how to fight. Even the most peaceful of them likely had to dip their hands in blood every now and then. That was simply what the path to power demanded of all who walked it.

  But…he would always back himself…always.

  It was no surprise then why the Law of Pride was how he became an Immortal and perhaps it was clouding his judgment enough to overlook the extremely roundabout way he used to justify the fact a fucking 2nd Stage Immortal wouldn’t be as good a fighter as him.

  He even ignored his own revelation that she hailed from a race that loved war.

  It was why it could never be said that was an idiot, but the man was a fool.