During the Battle of the Blood Moon, Sentinel Pot Golems fought alongside Axie warbands until their spirit clay bodies fractured and returned to the soil. Some were gathered and reforged after the fighting ended. Others were buried where they fell, entrusted back to Lunacia as guardians who had fulfilled their purpose. Axies held the front lines while Sapidae guided the flow of battle from behind. Through Hat Golems, Sapidae commanders translated Lunacia’s warnings, steering Axie movements away from collapsing ground and rising corruption. Sentinel Pot Golems stood between them, absorbing blows meant for living bodies and holding corridors long enough for Axies to regroup. Wind Bells rang throughout the night, their tones shifting as the battle dragged on. At times they rang in warning, at times in grief, and at times with a strange, unfamiliar resonance, as if responding to something far beyond the battlefield. Some Sapidae felt their petrasense stretch upward, drawn toward the blood-red moon hanging low above Lunacia. At dawn, Gogo Snails emerged onto the scorched ground, tracing slow spirals across shattered earth. Wherever they passed, the spirit clay beneath the surface cooled and settled, as if the land itself were bracing for what was to come. The Sapidae do not debate whether the golems won the battle. Nor do the Axies claim victory. Together, they had held the line. Above them, the moon burned red, and somewhere within the chaos of the war, a final, devastating choice was about to be made.