outside the academy, far beyond the Elaris.
Deep within the desolate canyons of the Abyssal Domain, a faint ripple of energy spread through the air.
In a vast cavern where dark rivers flowed like ink, a towering figure rose slowly from his throne of bones.
The Abyss Warden, known as the Second Demon Lord, opened his eyes.
He raised his head slightly, sensing the disturbance. "Hmm…?"
He could feel it — the faint traces of demonic energy breaking across the region.
"Somewhere within the Elaris state, multiple demon cores had just popped."
He frowned. "Which means…"
He stood slowly.
"…there is a strong hero in the mortal domain killing the demons."
The Warden's clawed hand rose, summoning a dark orb that hovered before him.
Inside it, images flickered — distorted visions of faint red lights disappearing one by one.
"The flow of cores has been disrupted," he said to himself.
"Seventeen cores… all destroyed."
His eyes narrowed. "This cannot be a coincidence."
