The dawn spread across the northern mountains bordering Grigor and the Demon Kingdom with a clear blue sky and no signs of clouds. It looked good to leave.
Asmodeus stretched atop the tall, grey walls, still damaged from the previous battle. His wings stretched out, flapping. Levia squatted with her legs outstretched, with Sariel and Riel sitting on the edge, calling out to them.
"Let's go!"
"Stretch those thighs, Levia!"
"Stop, you're going to make me fall!"
"Stop playing around you two, the flight will be long... don't be lazy now and complain if you get cramp in your wings." Asmodeus scolded them as he hopped on the spot.
The girls turned to face him, mouths open, but nothing came out as they watched the tight pants clinging to his thighs and backside with each movement.
"Whoa..."
"Master's ass is..."
"So nice."
Riel, Sariel, and finally Levia found common ground for the first time as they stopped bickering and watched him for a few moments.
"Phew."
