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"Greetings, True God Draco. Your arrival is timely because we need your help to resist the grey rot in Zone 4." Yusef politely greeted, which surprised the other four. 

Well, it wasn't like Yusef had ever done anything to make it seem like he was a narrow-minded and competitive person, but they felt that one's instincts should be triggered in such a situation. Then again, they glanced at the grey rot opposite them and almost seemed to understand. 

Even irreconcilable enemies would ally together in the face of a common enemy, much less strangers who could use each other's help. 

Draco seemed to understand this as well as he smiled knowingly. He glanced at the grey mist and had many thoughts pass through his mind before focusing on the resting True Gods once more. 

"So what's the deal? I need to bombard it with skills as much as possible until a monster comes then I kill it?" Draco inquired as he gestured to the grey mist.