As Cocytus flew sidelong through the cavern, using all the power he had just to stay conscious, he heard the innumerable Ice pillars that he moved through shattering, reducing those inside to mist of crystalised blood that stained his ethereal-blue realm red.
He didn't understand, he should have been passing through them. He wondered if perhaps Carl had sealed his divinity, just as he had stolen it the last time they met, but then he realised they were shattering only after he passed through them and it was actually the air pressure that followed doing the damage.
'How did he get so strong? Wait... That form... Forced evolution? How? What happened? Why now? Is the king dead? No, I still feel his presence, but that is definitely the form of a royal demon... Lillim, it must be her. Did he defeat her? Was this boy the hero all this time?'
As everything slowly pieced together, the air pressure that had kept him aloft faded and he fell through the floor.
