The morning was almost over and the massacre in Driftin was pretty much completed.
Thousands upon thousands of disembodied souls filled the destroyed city. Dead bodies lay all around, which monsters shared amongst themselves.
However, some intelligent beasts were busy with something else at the moment. If one looked from above, they would be able to see a massive geometrical diagram being drawn on the city grounds.
Using the blood of the dead people, goblins, lizardmen, orcs, imps, etc. helped their master draw the advancement ritual array.
The stolen altar was kept in the middle, its previous runes replaced by new ones. A completely naked demon stood on the altar.
A young woman hugged him from behind. Her soft palms touched all over his body, painting him red with her own blood. It was a bizarre scene.
"Enough." Jake tapped Yvvone's hand, making her stop.
