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... Vulcan figured that he should at least have many spells cast and ready if getting all of the soldiers out was not possible.

‘If they get tangled up in the battle… then they will die anyway.’

However, a regret was, no matter how quick it was, still late.

Vulcan put his regrets behind. With bringing up the Thunder God’s Might as the last of his preparation, Vulcan moved to the front of the portal.

There was a giant demon who slowly showed himself through the portal.

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