The Gloom Domain pressed onto the cemetery with its suffocating evil, but the woman hovering in the crimson-tinted air seemed completely unaffected.
In fact, she looked entirely in her element.
"Spectra..." the Demon Head breathed, still holding Lancet by the neck. "The human who calls herself the Mother of Demons."
The beautiful seductress—Spectra as she was called—smiled haughtily. "I am no mere human, Bulkrat."
The giant Demon's eyes widened and took a foot back, clearly shocked. "You... you know my name."
Spectra tilted her head, her white hair flowing with the wind behind her. "What kind of mother would I be if I didn't name my children?"
Bulkrat, the second Demon Head, looked discombobulated. It didn't know what to make or this. Nevertheless, it knew one thing for sure.
"You're supposed to be dead," it said, growling at her.
