Chapter 119: Oz's Arrival Part 5

The green cloud stretched across the sky, covering the battlefield like a shroud, but it wasn't dark. Instead, it glowed, reminiscent of the lush green of ancient forests, casting an otherworldly light over the war-torn land.

"Took him long enough," Osric muttered, spitting on the ground as he stared up at the swirling mass of emerald light.

General Roland, his wounds recovering, stood with effort, his gaze fixed on the sky like everyone else's. "Please… let this be," he whispered.

The cloud began to spin, twisting like a massive whirlwind, descending toward the golem. Confused, the creature swatted at the swirling light, trying to slap it away, but its efforts were futile. The cloud held firm. High above, a path opened in the green sky, and a beam of light shone down onto the golem, bathing it in a radiant glow.