-Ruined village-

Gathered together were all but one of the green vultures standing in the ruins of the lost village. Making sure all the people were adequately dressed and fed as the smell of the delicious breakfast hung in the air. With the embers of the campfires put out while the sun had yet to rise, but they didn't have the time to waste with the approaching danger to the city.

"I still say you're a fool for doing this." Came Alerick’s gruff voice with a neutral face.

To the knight's surprise, it was Ritana of the group who spoke up. "Then you truly are a coward like Kyuketsuki-sama said. We do this because it's the right thing to do. Not because it's easy!" Glaring daggers at Alerick.

"Well, we don't have all day! you get to lead the civilians away while we set up, I don't need liabilities." Kyuketsuki’s own cold reply. He simply could not stand men like this saying there a warrior, yet they were running.

"Then, I wish your doomed mission well, brave adventures." Sounding remorseful as if they were already dead.

Watching them quickly get underway. All of those the green vultures saved gave him a friendly wave even as they departed. Even the few children in the group he remembered playing with and telling stories. To help the somber mood after Alerick's speech last night.

Which would have only made them more hesitant and fearful of moving. They were now beaming with smiles as they had hope in him and the team even if they didn't know the danger which threatens the city.

Once they were entirely out of sight, Sitabus turned back to the group gathering around a table he created last night. A map on it with serval makeshift fighter pieces for all the sides that looked handcrafted with exceptional detail molded into them.

"So, here's how it should go Bardic you spent time learning to use the ballista right." Sitabus Turns to Bardic.

The dwarf just beamed up at him with a cheeky grin and a glint in his eyes. Sitabus had not seen before. From his far too eager expression, he could tell this was the wrong question. Instead, a more precise one would be did the dwarf sleep last night?

"Oh yes, this darling of engineering is truly a beauty! Where in the world did you find something so perfect! Not even me and my brother could make a more exceptional siege weapon if we tried! With such elegant smooth curves and rune enhanced aim! Oh, even auto-reloading and magic-imbued and formed arrows bolts after every shot! Oh, it’s a dream I'm not even angry. You put me in the back. I can just feel the vib-“

Sitabus held up his hand! Ok, Cleary Bardic likes the weapon way too much for his own good. Maybe he could lend it to Bardic for as long as he can stop talking about it too much. Sitabus could not deny the fun of seeing Bardic’s eyes light up with wonder. What he would say if told this wasn't even the best siege weapon. Back where he came in Yggdrasil, only an ok one. Shuttering at the thought best not to tempt fate on this one.

"Fine, then you can have it, for now, assuming you don't go showing it off, but it's your job to carry it."

" You're not pulling my leg, oh you're a true friend of dwarfs everywhere." Stepping away from Bardic's hug as he shed tears of joy with a weird smile. Ok... that's not just a little weird.

Kyuketsuki Looking over to the others. “Rita and Kathrin, you two will be managing the front line, but more importantly."

Moving the civilian pieces to the north closer to E-Rental away from the ruins, then moving the team Pieces. Chuckling at the funny design of the pieces made on a wimp. It was probably missed the anime style poses of pieces made with [create item]. Like Jades spinning around, Rita jumping up at a fish, and Kathrin's looking static at the world, Bardic was probably the least far off in the dragons Bain.

With both their eyes keenly watching them move across the map. A little away from in front of the siege weapon to block the road.

“This Task well be to ensure none of the beasts get past you at the convoy. Which they may try. Remember, this will be a long battle think about duration, not speed!" Kyuketsuki grimly reminding them all.

"Understood Kyuketsuki-sama, we won't fail." Both of them spoke perfectly in sync with each other, with their bodies stiff and relaxed yet Beaming. Which if Sitabus was to be totally honest was just a little weird. Seeing Ritana act like the head warrior maid, Or at least mirroring Kathrin

Lucky Bardic seemed too enthralled by the dragon's bane (ballista) to care, rubbing his face and hands all over it. Yeah...

"Finally, Jade, your job will be the most important. Yet hardest, I will need you to take command of some Mercenaries. as a precaution because this will not be an easy fight." Taking his time to look over the battle maid.

"I understand master I will not fail." Hearing this conviction in her voice still did little to quell the worry in his gut. Something he had missed or didn't see, but he couldn't worry them needlessly. Still, something was troubling him. What scared Kyuketsuki was he could not tell why. Yet this feeling of dread would not leave him.

Turning away from all of them, Sitabus looked at the clear path in the ground with the ritual candles. Sitabus had been preparing just in case something went wrong; he was planning on waiting to use it. The tight feeling in his gut told Sitabus. He might not have time in the middle of the fight better to test it now rather than later.

Watching as the circle lit up with magic as smoke and the smell of brimstone filled the air gaining everyone's attention. Watching in stunned silence as shapes formed in the smoke clouds. At first, looking like women until they saw the wings and curved Horns around their heads finally visible as an ominous air hung over the ruins.

As the smoke cleared to show 35 succubi came out all clad in seductive sorcerer's dresses armed with potions, books, fiery whips, and crystal staffs lined with bones frozen inside a skull at the top of them. They seemed arrogant and with dark glints in their eyes looking over the group with disapproving eyes. Slowly spreading out like they had a plan forming. Muscles flexing and ready to act, which put the others on guard. Well, this was annoying right; they only respect power if he remembers the lore from Yggdrasil.

"Well, what do we have here who dares summon us, speak up and know we aren't cheap." Called out a sweet and succulent tone.

Their leader who appeared to be the most refined regally dressed of them flowing green hair basking in the sudden breeze. With red eyes looking over the whole group, licking her lips like she was undressing everyone with her eyes. Wings spread wideout as if inviting others to come at her with open arms.

All of them stop their movement as everyone dropped to their knees from the pressure as waves of [blood lost aura] spread out full blast. Kyuketsuki’s air felt like gravity had increased flattening the ominous atmosphere of the demoness like paper. Making them all sweat and bow their heads for the sheer power of this overwhelming surge of negative energy. Walking over to them, glaring into their eyes. Getting ready to speak up in a commanding voice.

"Oh, it's you. We didn't recognize your greatness, forgotten one. I'm am Xennessa leader of this band of dominators. What do you need of us?" Strangely her tone was much more subservient then before.

"What about the cost? you said you need payment, didn't you!" Raising a brow at the sly smile on Xenessa's face with lustful eyes.

"For weak mortals, yes, but if it is a call from you o lord of blood, we will happily help free of charge though we would love to get more alluring if you would allow it!" Husky with lust at Kyuketsuki.

Ok, so if the theory is right, then any negative or neutral karma creatures should follow Kyuketsuki’s commands if they recognize him. Still, he would have to check his gold coins later to make sure there wasn't a base cost like back in YGGDRASIL. Hopefully, to alleviate some of the deep dread lingering in his gut feeling.

"Then you will follow Jade's order for now in the coming fight. Your role will be to report your finds via message spell to either Jade or me and to provide Jade support. In keeping any of the enemies from passing, you understand Xennessa!" Harshly Sitabus glared at the succubus to get this across.

Even after asking, he didn't let up the aura till he was sure she would comply with orders. He could not afford to be lenient here, or he might lose one of them. Jade was one of the lowest levels of the group and the one he felt most worried about. With such a short time for his one part to play in this battle. Watching the quivering demoness nod quickly, fearful of his rage.

"Everyone has your orders remember the plan, and know if we fail E-Rental will pay dearly for it!" Sending one last glare at the fiend leader who looked longingly up as Kyuketsuki took a flight up high into the air. Unfurling his wings once he was high enough, so he couldn't be seen by bardic. Drawing out both weapons as he prepared for the battle to come, he had a suspicion of who this was but with no way to confirm it was hard to say.

Still, it would be a fight he might not have to hold back too much smirking to himself. Adrenaline pumping in his veins. As his blood could feel the energy in the air, the dark clouds overhead and the whipping winds blew by.

-Ritana pov-

All of them stood ready in the silent, gloomy day Rita, however, knew it was just another sign of the danger approaching this area would be affected. Much to the villager's displeasure. Even master Kyuketsuki could not change this without showing his real power, and the city wasn't ready for this. As much as it displeased her Kyuketsuki had a reason for everything he did even this.

Focusing her mind on the task at hand, she needed to be ready, and it was the right call. At first, they didn't see them but hear them the howling of hundreds if not thousands of beasts all calling out at once. Filling the ruins with a palpable feeling of dread chilled the air and dead bones around them.

Then they saw it like a wave of lanterns glowing in the forest, but it didn't bring comfort or peace. No, the eerily decrepit feeling of just looking at these blue lights. An omen of the challenge ahead, but this didn't break Rita's nerve. Stilling her shaking body and biting her lips, would her training be enough? Mistress Kathrin had been training her most of the time last night when not cooking or pleasing master.

The thought of just the last two beautiful nights washed away her worries feeling rejuvenated by toe-curling pleasure. Beaming, as the first wave came into sight. Seeing these blue flame wolfs rush up red eyes glaring ahead. Time seemed to slow for Rita gripping the smooth tang of her beautiful new swords which curved lightly with a jagged saw-like edge a red gem at the center of the handguards, glowed with a tiger head shape for a hilt.

Swinging out with her swords at the two closest wolf's vanishing into vapor seconds later. But there was no time to marvel at as more came up slashing and spinning her blades with delicate rhythm and flow to her style. Rita finally felt like she was getting this down even as a horizontal slash cut through three at once.

Yet truly she could not rest for a moment cutting through beast after beast which came flooding out of these woods in droves. Dropping to a knee to let one jump over only to get cut down the middle. Then jumping back up in a spin, cutting through countless more with a flurry of blows left right up down. It all became a blur of the dance of blades.

Glancing around her, ten of the demons, along with Kathrin, were all making quick work of them with their whips and staff weapons, respectively. Still, what worried Rita was there seemed to be no end to them at all. They just keep coming with no fear of death or hesitation. Rita herself was struggling just to keep up with the numbers.

"Haha, come. It just keeps shooting, hahaha!" The mad laughter of Bardic could be heard behind her. As the dragon's bane sting shot and fired off like a rhythm of a clock chiming every few seconds. Shooting up into the sky, then turning to shoot at the beasts as those bolts shot off into the woods. Cleaving a path through the swarms of the creatures coming out.

For them, it didn't feel like any time was passing at all because they couldn't stop to even think, or the beasts would maul them all at once. This quickly became tiring, forcing Rita to use both [ability boost] and [greater ability boost] just to keep up. Feeling sweat run down her head like a river. Muscles burned with energy tense from the hostile air panting out with every strike just trying not to lose balance.

Still, she felt the ground shake, which threw off her center as a beast jumped on her. Still, she remembered to use the momentum to reverse the roll launching the creature into the air but wasn't done yet.

[fireball]

Lashing out her magic, it was much bigger than usual at the beast exploding out, raining down flames on to other wolfs. Silently casting stone skin just as one tried to bite her. But she jumped up, gathering her mana to try another trick she had been working on.

"[widen magic: Rapid fireball barrage]"

While focusing on the spell, Rita worked to cut through several more beast left and right. Even as orbs of fire shot out from above her head, panting heavily from the effort. Still beaming, she would definitely get better after today though her arms would be a bit aching.

"Down now!" Obeying Rita rolled as a sweeping chain came out in a wide arc only to retract back to Jade. Who was leading the back with five other succubi fighting around her as they tried to flank the sides? Rita was starting to get worried as five more were called down to defend Bardic right now. Beasts were coming out from all around them.

Still, Rita fought on sweeping out her blades to cut down more remembering to trust in the supreme being. He would not let them down or leave them, remembering the vow he made last night brought a smile to the warrior's face.

-In the Sky above the Ruins-

Sighing as the monster came into sight, Sitabus felt a great relief fill him and disappointment at this turn of events. The enemy looked like a dragon, yet it had no eyes; only an illusion spell to make it appear to have red glowing eyes. Four Wings having three claws in the joints like bats. Obsidian scales covering its body with a wicked-looking tail swayed behind it. Long black human-like hair. With two long curved horns shooting out of its head glowed at the end.

"I see the one who awoken me has finally shown." A booming dark feminine voice spoke out wings beating strong gusts of wind.

"Can't say I remember awakening you, lady! Though I'm sure, I would remember if I did." Disdain dripping from Kyuketsuki’s voice

Tilting its head, the draconian creature seemed to question this. Then giggled. "Then you must be one of the thirteen heroes descendants sent to stop me. But I'm unstoppable now with this!" Holding up a blue, glowing torch made of a skull of some kind of demon wrapped in old bandages.

"So, you have Hel's Torch, so what. You think you can beat me with just one world item." Shaking his head at the depressive display, just having a world item didn't mean total victory, only a higher chance of it.

"Such arrogance young hero. But you can't stop me already. I hunted down one descendant, and I will hunt down the rest! Though I thank you for freeing me from my slumber, did you want a taste of my power." Sitabus grunted in annoyance at the talkative dragoness.

Staring at this creature with narrowed eyes trying to think of what they meant, yet it seemed to know him. At the same time, it was clearly confused after all Kyuketsuki was no hero. As a player, he was infamous for hunting and wiping out whole guilds back in the glory days.

Even now, the only reason he stopped was that Dorgaro stopped trying; when most of the small guilds he convinced to attack Nazarick refused to try after hearing what happen to the others. Still, it was dangerous and risky work hunting guilds for one or two players to try.

Tense with eagerness feeling to thunder overhead smirking. Oh, this should be fun as this drake like creature dodged an arrow bolt from below scratching it side though it healed quickly. Watching its health and mana fluctuate as wolves were cut down below.

"You dare stand against me! Do you not know who I am! I am one of the demon goddesses Volragin; to me, you are little more than ants!" She shouts out in a fury, but Sitabus just crackled at this claim.

"I'm sorry, but I have to disagree. See, that is just not true. [triple maximize magic: heavy hailstorm]"

From three arcana eyes shot out waves of swirling ice. Raining down upon this demon deity cutting its skin, but the damage was severely weakened. Interesting noting with some kind of healing magic and its infinite well of the beast below, this would be a much harder fight. Grinning darkly at this. Finally, someone who could be a challenge unconsciously activating the [blood lust aura].

"You expect this to hurt me. I have learned from our last encounter heroes and with this new weapon. I can't be beaten." With a yell, the draconic woman charged, her wings slashing out with high speed and force.

Still, this was not yet a challenge to Kyuketsuki bending his long sabers to parry and counter the flurry of blows the came at him, letting the bat fangs stab and slash at the monster hide. Even if it keeps healing all the damage, the ice, acid, and lightning damage seemed to be slowing the process.

Jumping back before smirking much to Volragin’s confusion, thinking he was retreating charging up claws ready only for a very nasty surprise. From Kyuketsuki came fourth heat zapping dark blue energy waves with such force. It actually started to snow a little. While Sitabus bit into the offending wing as a rush of euphoria came from the sweet taste of the tangy flavor. [Triple maximize magic: dark ice waves] [Triple maximize magic: dark draining chill]

"Let go, you pest this wasn't how you fought last time. you don't bite a lady!" Screamed the demoness violently beating her wing arms to get him off, finally hitting him back with her tail.

Without realizing it, Kyuketsuki skin was turning pure white with pitch-black eyes, the red irises hungry locked at the pumping toxicity sweet blood ripe with negative energy. As a tail grew out, whipping the air violently as the wings turned to hot amber bones, Cleary visible. Long tongue licking the lamprey month even as the sabers fused with his hands making five blade-like claws.

"Sorry, I just felt like having a taste of your blood! It is so sweet with a dark after flavor now. Let's keep going." Kyuketsuki’s vision starting to tint red.

Volragin felt a shiver down her spine at this malevolent voice even as the cold tried to zap her strength. It didn't help now; the injuries weren't healing as they should even with all the death of the flames below. Charging again to meet claw to claw yet something was clearly wrong, the hero should have been yelling out in pain, yet they were laughing. Feeling more cuts even as her second set of wings tried to bat away those pesky dagger blades.

Only to feel another bite on one wing unable to pull back with a draining fatigue washing over the demon deity. The tail came spearing up only to be caught by the claw hand fear rising in the demonic Wyvern. This wasn't possible Volragin should be able to knock them back.

"I see you must have been blinded by one of the thirteen heroes, right? But I'm no hero. I'm just a Forgotten Vampire, and you are now my prey, so entertain me!" Kyuketsuki howling out in glee and hunger.

Again, came the demented voice twisted with such glee and blood lust. Volragin had a few tricks up her sleeve, teleporting a safe distance away. Feeling strength leave her as this fight went on trying to desperately fight off this parasite from biting again. Least it would be her end!

Speeding at the strange hero to finish them only to hear a clang and rip as a claw was cut off even as it regrows. They quickly found It was a bad idea to fight in melee range, losing talon after talon.

Even reinforcing it with magic failed to stop this as Kyuketsuki’s blade claws cut all the way through scales, talons even fire spells were cut in twain. Without mercy or relenting, it became a battle of attrition with no clear winner. Also, while inflicting some injuries, the vampire lord didn't even acknowledge the pain. If anything, it only made them beam creepier. Horrible mouth continually trying to bite the demoness while launching a hand full of cold spells out which blew out any fire sent.

Launching out fire spell after fire spell in hopes of holding off this threat till her mana could refill. The healing was happening but much more slowly than before. Kyuketsuki, for his part, felt utter enjoyment at the rush of battle, feeling every hit yet not the pain. Hearing a calling for more and more blood, his vampiric nature demanded it feeling this high again of sweetness, which could only be handled by draining this fool's life essence. Slowly chipping away at their fast healing.

Unknown to them each bite drained a little more of their life energy away, making it harder and harder for their body to properly heal even dropping their strength and speed as their mana kept being spent faster and faster to keep up. This had a negative effect even back in Yggdrasil to balance out super-fast healing, which uses high MP.

There was a counter, and if it kept filling and dropping too fast by a specific time frame, then you would earn ranks of mana exhaustion get the max of ten levels, and then they would have to wait 6 hours for it to refill. It was a brilliant plan.

One Volragin didn't even seem to notice too panicked by Kyuketsuki trying to suck the demon's blood. Smirking to himself while dodging another wave of fire around in the air with graceful but controlled movement under them, then grabbing their tail with an evil smile with a crushing grip as bladed fingers cut deep into the scales drawing blood.

They screamed out in agony only to suddenly shift in position as a huge magic arrow bolts stabbed into Volragin’s wings. Freezing them up with panic gripping the fiend's heart. When they could not move their wings at all, in fact, the wind howling past them at blinding speeds ground fast approaching. In to a dark hole in the ground with a boom, they impacted sharp pains shot through them both upon impact.

-Before the battle-

Flashback

"Alright, listen here's the plan after going over it with Rita. We believe the monster we are facing is coming from the east. After going over the knight's story, this won't be our only problem."

Curiosity and worry filled the faces around Sitabus. He understood why they fail to realize something sooner. It was the knowledge Kathrin brought up very important to this coming fight because he realized what the blue beasts where.

"Why's this lord Kyuketsuki?" Chimed in Rita's voice, bubbly and sweet.

"The beast mentioned are not actually beasts, but a continues effect of a rare and powerful artifact call [Hel's Eternal Torch of Battle] something which spawns an endless number of sentient flames which may take any form. which means we will have two battles, one on the ground and one in the air."

Even as he explained, Bardic looked to question why there would be two fronts to the fight. Sitabus could understand the questioning look even if they didn’t understand the need for this tactic. Sitabus wouldn’t risk the team fighting someone with this world item. Which had a few special requirements to hold, let alone use?

For one, the user needs one maxed fire class of any kind. Then they need one necromancy or undead class to negate the negative energy. Third, they need to be level 60, or the torch would test them continually to keep hold. Finally, the wielder had to have negative karma of 250 or more to fully use its hidden power this of WCI (world-class item).

For these reasons, it was a world item, Sitabus feared Dorgar ever finding. Mainly for the hidden power, which could only be used once. Also, for those sentient flames boosting all fire-based skills and magic while adding burning and heat effects to all non-fire attacks.

Yet, most of all, every sentient flame slain would regain a bit of mana to the wielder of the torch. Which could only be killed with or blocked by magic weapons of Top-Class rank gear or higher? Even with this gear, the mobs would keep respawning in waves without a cool down time till the torch holder was slain or stopped.

"I know this may confuse you, but we need to separate the wielder of this artifact from the beast; otherwise, I will be too busy fighting this thing to protect all of you. I know you can handle them alone. Which is why your job will be keeping the flame wolfs distracted." Sitabus explained quickly.

"And why would we need to do this? Couldn't you just have us fight this monster with you?" Asked Bardic, questioning the logic of this plan.

"No Kyuketsuki-sama and I have been looking for this artifact for a long time. It is highly dangerous because until the holder of the torch is killed, their numbers will not drop or thin. Imagine if you will, for instance, this artifact is an inexhaustible army that has no end. And no cost, which means they can wear us down from overwhelming numbers while they siege the city.” Kathrin gained their attention, taking a breath.

“Worse, they won't stop till their leader is dead with unlimited range. This is why we must isolate and contain the leader, but while this happens, we will be responsible for holding this elemental army back. It will not be an easy task, in fact, both of your current weapons will not even affect the flames, and your armor won't stop them either." Kathrin chimed in, pointing to both their weapons and armor.

The table became deathly silent at this statement. Even the crickets stopped chirping. Both of them paled at this, now realizing the danger of this world item with the potential for disastrous effects. The only good news was few could hold it at least safely; still, this item needs to be acquired.

With a quivering voice, Rita asked. "Then how can we beat them with only us. you must have a plan right lord Kyuketsuki?"

Sitabus smiled a toothy grin at this oh he had a plan alright. Several because everything from Yggdrasil had drawbacks. He just needs to know what the disadvantages of this one were, unfortunately, neither he nor Dorgaro ever found such an artifact in Yggdrasil.

"Simple, I'm going to draw the main leader away, then contain him in this hole I made earlier.” Pointing to the enormous hole created in the battle with the giant acorn monster.

“Once he is contained in an area where they can't fly or depend on their trump card, I should be able to beat them in PvP as they seem overly dependent on these two tricks" Kyuketsuki finished knocking over the dragon piece on the table.

This drew hope back to both their faces though the other to try to fake a smile at this playing along to the mood.

"What's this term, you mean PvP?" Bardic questions him, and Sitabus beamed how to make this out.

"Simply put, its high-level opponents battling it out against one another using skill, magic, gear, cunning, even trickery to try and win a fairly even fight, but where I come from its short for player versus player!" Beaming with pride at the memories.

End flashback

Upon getting up, the pain lessened for Kyuketsuki, tasting the blood on his fingers, licking it off with his long tongue.

'Note to self-find a better way into the hole next time like teleporting.’

This was short-lived, looking over to the sound of Volragin vigorously flapping her wings to get air born again. Glaring daggers at Kyuketsuki trying to understand where they went wrong yet unable to comprehend this situation before them.

"[glaciers imprisonment] and [cursed blood dome]" At the casting of the spells, the tunnel froze over every inch of the cavern covered in slick ice, even the exits. Now covered in thick layers of solid ice. Spikes all over, and a red tint came over the cavern. Symbols circling in bans all over the pitch-black room all semblance of warmth being sucked away replaced by a deep penetrating chill which even had Volragin shivering just trying to keep warm.

"You think this will hold me! Even traped I'm still strong you can't stop my-

A burst of rumbling mocking laughter filled the room with ill intent. Yet the source could not be found even looking around with night vision didn't help. Little more than just two feet in front of them as the confidence faded, Replaced by a primal sense of fear screaming for them to get out.

Whipping their tale, however, didn't even scratch the walls hearing something nearby Volravin searched around the darkness.

Whipping around trying to find their enemy, yet only seeing blurs pass by their peripheral vision as things kept zipping past them, leaving small cuts all over their body. Lashing out at nothing in hopes of finding their attacker only to hit the cold floor or fall on their face followed by insufferable mocking crackling.

Only now realizing this fall had been planned, and they were trapped in a dark, icy prison.

Dread washed over Volragin, they had several abilities to fly and tunnel. Yet now they were trapped and terrified. Volragin tried to fly only to be stopped a few feet off the ground by pain. As something dug into the wound, which had not completely healed. Next thing they knew they were pulled to the ground. In the darkness, as bites were felt all overlooking around in the black and white vision, fierce vicious, hungry eyes looked Volragin’s way. There were many of them even in the air everywhere creeping closer.

"No, stay back I'll hurt you! I know I'm a mighty demon god I'm ah!"

A loud snap reverberated throughout the whole chamber, followed by four more tortures snaps. Misery filled the fiend unable to move their broken wing arms without surges of tormenting pain. With a dulled sense of their blood draining out of their body growing weaker and weaker. Unable to feel their mana at all despite looking for it, nothing came when thrusting out their hands. Rewarded by teeth sinking into their scales.

"You made a mistake by fighting me, Volragin. Do you still think I'm a hero? I'm no hero. Just a simple vampire lord who has been waiting for fools like you to step into my path. Now I don't have to worry about anyone seeing this. My vampire brides feast on this glorious snack let us dig in!"

As this twisted, layered voice sang out. The demoness ears rang with sinister cries of bliss. Much to Volragin’s protest yet unable to even stand as ice froze their legs and broken arms. Feeling despair as they struggled to fight off the attacks from all around them. Too exhausted and unable to move, all they could do was scream out in agony.

In their hell, they failed to notice the torch was taken off of them. Not that it mattered as one of the sealed demon lords was about to meet their end in this cold desolate prison. Without even knowing the name of their killer.

-End of Chapter-