Valkorath Realm, Northern Coastal Region.
Ever since Orion and Isabella's main armies had withdrawn, the fungal creatures they had pushed back began to flourish once more.
The creatures that had been driven into the sea now crawled back onto the shores.
SPLASH!
A shark-like slime molds lord burst from the waves, but a black shadow shot out of the water right behind it.
A series of dark blade flashes blinked into existence, and the slime molds lord was sliced in two. As its remains fell back into the ocean, Demon Makareth's figure emerged from the bloody mist. Clutched in his hand was a pulsating orb of life essence.
"What a wonderful sensation," he mused. "Compared to the Abyss, the Valkorath Realm is practically heaven."
He paused. "Still, I think I prefer the Abyss. There's more freedom there."
Demon Makareth muttered to himself for a moment before popping the life essence into his mouth and swallowing it whole, letting out a satisfied groan.
