Somber expressions momentarily crossed the faces of the Depravitas, but sharpness and determination soon replaced the fleeting doubt. They had encountered countless adversaries in the past—alien monsters, cunning angels, monstrous demons, and even gods. This would not be an easy path, but they would face it head-on and emerge victorious as they always had. Their will was forged in war, and no obstacle would stand between them and their mission.
The True Depravita of Wrath, stood at the center of the group. Seeing the burning confidence and steadfast determination in the eyes of his warriors, he allowed himself a brief, rare smile. It was faint but sincere. In that moment, he was certain of one thing—so long as they stood united, there was no trial too great, no tribulation too daunting. As long as they remained together, they would succeed.
