They hadn’t even shown a single hair on their heads as the god and the demon battled. Instead, they only appeared once things looked like they were ending. They weren’t just low-ranked Guardians, either. Yvlke and Lupi were there, and Yeon-woo also recognized the other four from the diary. They were part of the Twelve Zodiacs who were the elite among the Guardians. Yvlke shook his head at the wasteland of light and darkness before him. “Really. It can’t get worse than this. We’ll only be scolded by our bosses.”

The Guardians all sighed. A few of them crossed their arms and cursed. Since it was their job to maintain the stages, events like this broke their backs. They couldn’t even begin to estimate how many players had died.  

However, Yvlke smiled widely, his teeth bared. Even though he said that it was a nuisance, he seemed amused. “Restore.” He adjusted his monocle and shouted the command. It was a system call for only the most elite Guardians. 

Like a tape being rewound, the forest quickly restored itself. The dust and ash that had spread all over the stage returned to their proper locations. The colors of the stage returned to...