After a couple of hours, the entire Thol city once again assembled at the main square, some of the demons to spectate and some to actually take part in the rift battle.
The entire place was in an uproar with hushed murmurs and whispers spreading like wildfire. The morale was at an all-time low and the high spirits of the first battle were nowhere to be seen.
Everyone looked nervous and unsure of how things were going to go. Liam smiled as he observed this and walked over, but he did not give any rousing or morale-boosting speech.
Instead, he calmly waved at Hiriyu, and the demon and a couple of others brought over three sacks, making clinking noises. When they opened the sacks, they saw that the inside was full of glass bottles, more specifically potion bottles!
