"You absolute fools! Why are you falling for such an obvious manipulation?! This is designed to weaken us, such a blatant divide and conquer scheme! How are you people supposedly the strongest awakeners of your generation?! Do you have shit for brains?"
His former teammates continued their advance without hesitation or response to his words.
"Just die, Moon," Grant said in pity. "If you surrender willingly, we will make it as quick as possible. You have our word."
Moon fought back with everything he possessed, casting healing spells to sustain himself, attempting to activate his runes repeatedly.
Nothing worked. Not the defensive inscriptions, not the offensive ones, not the support runes.
'Did I make errors inscribing them? Did something about this realm interfere with the enchantments? How did it come to this?' Moon thought, his eyes drifting to Mirage's fallen form.
[You have died]
[You have lost 2,000 Lives]
