Outside Netherhold, the Immortal Emperors' gazes remained fixed on Grant, filled with questions, caution, and scrutiny.
They had been telling him about the Upper Realms and Remus, even going as far as to confess that they wanted to join Roman, completely forgetting about his alignment.
Grant was so nervous that cold sweat was running down his face, and he was even trembling.
Their position was clear, they believed that Francis might not be a match for Remus. Even if they were evenly matched, it would likely result in mutual destruction. Therefore, the safest move would be to side with Roman to ensure their survival.
Now, they were going to question Grant's alignment.
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