The world was burning.
The once-pristine Coliseum of Nexus Academy was now a blood-soaked graveyard. Screams tore through the air as the truth revealed itself as nobles, scouts, and students were cut down alike by claw and steel.
From the stands, disguised civilians shredded their skin away, revealing twisted forms of horned warriors, leering fiends with burning eyes.
They were the disguised legion of the Demon Lords, hundreds of them, pouring their rage into the slaughter.
Infiltrating was pretty easy. The humans were just as foolish, gullible, and greedy as expected, now all they had to do was finish the mission.
They swarmed and attacked.
Above them though, something much bigger and harrowing was about to take place, an S-Ranked battle!
A hammer blow like thunder cracked half the eastern seating, sending stone and flesh tumbling into the abyss. Ghor Ulfar roared in laughter, his molten skin glowing brighter with every swing.
