"In that case, I want to see the seal," Ben said firmly. "There's a daemon I'm looking for."
"Which one?" Isabella raised an eyebrow. "There are plenty of daemons here. But if it's one of the sealed, they're all in the same place, unless it's one of those that escaped."
"Escaped?" Ben leaned forward slightly. "How many daemons have you actually fought here?"
"In total, seventy-two were sealed in this land," she replied. "Of those, thirty-three were unsealed during the war. Three managed to escape. The rest are still locked away."
'Three escaped…?' Ben's mind raced.
With how dense the barriers were around this region, it seemed impossible for a daemon to just slip out unnoticed. Which meant… they didn't leave the region at all.
They were still here, somewhere in the kingdom.
"If three escaped," Ben said, narrowing his eyes, "then this situation isn't over, is it?"
Isabella nodded. "Exactly. That's why I sent someone to find you."
