Blacktail Deer Plateau this is the end of the world you know

Neither knew what would become of Basilica, but Ingram was still optimistic. Sanguinex could not admit he felt the same.

But the end didn't have to be so, says the dreadfather, which brings the white beast to think.

Basilica dwindles in number and strength. There are ways to grow. Perhaps more than he knew, but as for those he did, he would share. Traveling to recruit, or maybe even a merge. While he wasn't sure exactly who they could merge with, surely there was some place that would accept the lot of them.