Desperate times need desperate measures.
At a prior juncture, Hamang found himself ensnared in the clutches of dire circumstances as Altashia's onslaught pressed upon him from all sides.
The vice of her unrelenting assault tightened around him, his predicament bordering on the precipice of destruction. The jaws of the Burning Abode yawned before him, a maw eager to consume him in its fiery embrace.
Only through the sacrifice of his loyal subordinates did he narrowly escape the inferno's consuming wrath. These sacrificial pawns had become the conduit for his survival, their vitality, and mana intertwined with his own, allowing him to wrest free from the shackles of the blazing enchantment Altashia had woven.
