1962 Dao Heart

Dyon's qi swept forward. Caught completely off guard and not thinking that Dyon would dare to do such a thing, none of the eight were fast enough to mobilize their Faith… 

Eight heads spun into the air, fountains of blood permeating the populated streets. 

Time seemed to freeze over. 

In the minds of those here, the Sapientia were untouchable… Even more untouchable than the Nephilim. 

If one of the Nephilim died, it was an irrelevant matter. The Giant race were similar to the Dragons in that they placed personal prowess over all. If one of theirs died, as long as there was no underhanded tricks, they wouldn't mobilize their forces. At worst, someone with ties to the deceased would look for revenge personally. 

However, the Sapientia were different. Though it wasn't as though they'd mobilize an army, they most definitely would seek out an explanation for this matter and respond appropriately to whatever answer it was they received.