The situation around the final fragment was akin to a barrel of gunpowder.
It wasn't the fighting or the danger.
No, everyone expects fighting.
But what caused this tension to form, was the invisible defensive lines. Threats unseen to the eye, attacks that could happen at any moment.
Violence and death that will sweep through any camp like a gust of wind.
Each faction had been careful. They kept a close eye on all those involved. Ensured that no one was ever too close to claim the bounty they all had their eyes on.
However, a group had shattered this fragile peace.
Noah's group and Feris.
For days, weeks even. This delicate stalemate had existed. They sharpened their blades, waited for the right moment and then-
Interruption.
The battle between Feris and the Abyss Lord of Sacrifice was open for all to see.
A disruption that caused one of the factions eyeing the fragment to weaken.
They saw the Lord damaged beyond normal limits. They watched Feris tire herself out.
