A giant beastial creature lunged at The Seraph, before the condensation of energy could be completed.

KRRAAUUUIIIIII!!

[“The gate has been opened.”]

[“Tell them good job.”]

Lucifer laid on the soft feathery ground and looked towards the ceiling.

“That could’ve been bad.”

One second later and her life would’ve ended.

Why did she even decide to take this dead end anyways?

Ding.

KKKRRRAAAUUUIIII!!

“The battle isn’t over yet.”

Lucifer got back up and stepped out into the blood covered ground.

The Seraph and Rakshasa. Their confrontation continued to echo throughout the mall.

The feathers on the ground faded into ash, returning the domain into the standard monochromatic world.

“Are you alright?” Itto walked over.

“I had the shock of my life but I’m alright. .”

He saw what happened so he understood what Lucifer meant. He exhaled in relief.

“That’ll be for later. Next priority, the angels. They’ve probably noticed the change. We need to do everything we can to defend The Rakshasa.”

[“Ain, Levi, regroup.”]

“Don’t push yourself too hard.”

“Same to you too.”

[“Alright.”]

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“How many casualties?”

“Recorded, about 2 demons died.”

“Damn it.”

“Hey, calm down. It’s not like we didn’t do anything. Along with fleet TT32, we managed to save around 10 demons at least.”

“They managed to rescue 8.”

“Wait, the numbers don’t add up. Doesn’t that make 11?”

“One of them died because he encountered the angels outside. A lot of those bastards were concentrated at exit B.”

Lucifer suddenly felt a pang of guilt in her heart.

Exit B was.. where she directed that high school boy to..

No, wait. He had the angel’s cornet on him.

“Who were the victims?”

“Dunno. The only information we have is that one died by the angels, the other died because of The Seraph.”

The Seraph managed to escape by falling to the backlines of the angels.

The Rakshasa was sent back to the demon realm, Tartarus, after it had done its job.

The perfect outcome would’ve been The Seraph’s death. Nonetheless, injuring The Seraph to the point where it would need at least an entire year to recover was enough of a good outcome.

Not to mention, The Rakshasa suffered little damage. It only needed to lick its wounds and it would be fine.

“A question to everyone. Has there ever been a case where angels accepted demon fledglings into their ranks? I thought they were strict about their selection processes?”

“Fledgling?”

“You saved a fledgling? You serious?”

“He had a coronet, so I’m wondering if the angels are planning something.”

“Normally, don’t they only pick the good ones? I heard you have to go through this strict test before you can join.”

“I don’t understand the demons who would do that. Not that I want to judge them. Sometimes I think they have a screw loose.”

“Maybe they took pity on the fledgling. They’re angels, you know their habits.”

With so many varying opinions, Lucifer wasn’t able to come up with any deductions.

Nevertheless, the fledgling she met– she felt that he was just a little special somehow.

And so the next day, she received a personal request from Randingo.

By some stroke of luck, she got to meet him again. Then and there, Lucifer pushed for his application into 7SEAS. Which turned out to be one of the best decisions she’s ever made. Her gut didn’t disappoint her.

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dotturndot: Fighto! Seraph and Rakshasa. I came up with the term Rakshasa by a quick Google search of ‘synonym of demons’. And yes, a lot of the naming is because of Google. When I write, I quite literally have it open to search for similar words so that I don’t repeat words too many times.

Also, a lesson here for everyone. Trust your guts.