As soon as Aurora and Xeros were gone, Sonna and Yonna appeared once more.
Side by side in the open sky, they gazed down at the shattered realm of the Everlasting Devils.
Once a proud land of obsidian towers and crimson rivers, it now lay in silent ruin, a haunting masterpiece of devastation.
White birds drifted lazily through the air, their soft, lingering songs echoing as the last few devils vanished without a sound.
Whole clans, centuries of amassed power, dissolved into nothing more than fading light and scattered feathers.
Yonna let out a low whistle, her black-and-red hair swaying as she folded her arms.
"Damn… I didn't think she'd be that efficient," she said with genuine admiration.
"Her first real slaughter, and she didn't even hesitate. Haha, I'm seriously impressed."
Sonna stood quietly beside her, long blue hair swaying gently as she shook her head, a blend of fondness and mild exasperation on her face.
