"It collapsed after all," Pomora said surlily as they watched the Rift vanish from where they stood.
They couldn't strip all the monsters of their armor and some of their flesh, nor check the earth for natural resources. All in all, the Rift clear went well but came with a massive blow in human and financial resources.
It hit Atrox then that none of the major ruins and now Rifts that he'd cleared gave him anything particularly useful.
'...i would have the Crimson Moon artifact if that old man... Even if I can't use it now, I should be able to tap into its power...'
They did not linger. Atrox brought out his tower and got in with his companion, while both Master Knights built their platforms. They took to the air and began to shoot toward the direction of the second layer.
With his advancement in rank, the tower was able to draw more than enough essence from him, making itself faster and keeping up with the Master Knights.
