**On the other side of the battlefield.**
*Rumble!*
Spirit beasts kept pouring out of the portal, along with a few cloaked individuals. These people did not rush into the battle but knelt before Amon.
"What are your orders, General?" one of the men spoke with great respect in his voice.
Amon did not answer immediately but looked at the only remaining portal behind them before turning to look at the state of the battlefield.
"These beasts cannot be relied on. They are nothing more than that," Amon scoffed, seeing the beasts dying at the periphery of the sect. His voice was tinged with a hint of disdain towards the beasts. "Where is my captain?"
"Here!"
Looking at the last captain under his command, Amon did not show any reaction but continued. "You should be able to feel the presence from inside the sect."
The man, who usually remained quiet, nodded slightly.
