[Location: Wrath's Palace, Wrath Circle, Seventh Hell]
[Random Demon's POV]
CRASH!
The obsidian doors of the throne hall didn't just break — they exploded, splintering into a thousand shards of blackened stone that ricocheted across the blood-slick floor like shrapnel from a war engine. The echo thundered through the hall, rattling the marrow-bone pillars, sending cracks crawling up the ceiling of volcanic glass.
The sound was immediately drowned out by the guttural roar that followed.
RAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWRRRRR!
The vibration of that sound alone made my horns ache, the marrow in my bones scream. Flames burst into life along the walls of the hall, leaping from torches that had burned steadily for centuries, twisting themselves into serpents of fire that hissed and writhed in answer to the rage that saturated the air.
