And so 8 years passed, Nova was engulfed in a war against a terrible enemy and all races marched towards the desolation desert determined to defeat the voidwellers.

Rodencians also marched to battle nobles, midwellers and lowlivers alike.
The Creature screeched in agony as a bullet hit its chest, Annette turned around to see who assisted her, the girl was now an adult but she could clearly recognize the lowliver she saw eight years ago "Sorry im not interested in buying another broom" said Annette as she smiled "This one its not for Sale" answered Monique and smiled too, the creature stood up a lunge forward to attack Monique, but Annette quickly cut it down with her silver rapier "I hate this creatures my sword and my dress are gonna end up as a complete mess" said Annette complaining as the creature dissolved the black mass quickly moving toward other creature and fusing with it the other creature instantly increased in size and altered its form to some sort of armored black warrior "how much are you gonna give me if i take that big one down" said Monique as she looked at the Voidweller Warrior.