Acala had no problem facing the spite and insults from the people of the Kingdom. Dealing with the Awakened sheer envy, however, was another story entirely.

“Don’t listen to them, my love.” Dawn’s mouth twitched in spite. “They talk like that because now they know they wouldn’t have to sacrifice their lives to become my host. Because they think you have ’tamed’ me.

“They just look at what we have achieved while ignoring all the sacrifices you made and the risks you took. I can assure you that after what I did to you, they would’ve never taken me back, and that after being in their head, I wouldn’t want them to.”

The mana geyser below the camp also allowed everyone to showcase their best spells and bloodline abilities and recover quickly. The elves gave a demonstration of their spell-imbuing abilities, letting their allies choose what they wanted for their equipment.

Balors and Fomor displayed their various bloodline abilities and shared the golden lightning so that the Awakened could get accustomed to the boost in their powers before the battle.

As for Lith, he conjured a new batch of Demons in between training sessions. The tower was actually buried below the camp, fueling his abilities, but he preferred to exert no more power than usual.

The tower’s presence allowed him to fuel that many Demons without putting a strain on his mana core and focus.