Two days passed in a flash, with the knights training against the Adventurers, Simon and the merchants gathered to rearrange and gather enough food and water for the coming battle in case of a siege.
They seem much better now...
Asmodeus stepped on the broken cobblestone, watching the people rushing around with nervous yet bright faces. A step behind him, Sariel and Riel hovered with their wings and a single hand on his shoulder. This way, they could communicate telepathically.
"Do you think that everyone will survive?"
"Sariel... I will do my best, but the enemy is strong, overwhelmingly. Not just Mephisto, but that Grand Duke."
He tried to keep his thoughts tame and positive, but the power displayed by the Duke truly shocked him. Suppose that wasn't the limit of his power. Could he win? That question lingered whenever left alone or in the dark.
"Sari, it'll be fine our Master would never lose!"
