"So this is the entrance to your so-called demon realm?" I asked Raiden, who was standing beside me as I focused my attention on the swirling crimson portal before me.
We had left the ducal mansion first thing at daybreak, as I wanted to get this issue with the Abyss over with before making my way toward the Phoenix-Dragoverse. So here we were, at a training camp located high within the clouds atop a severed mountain peak. The place was crawling with thousands of people, acting not just as a training camp for the Agares family, but also as their garrison for traveling between the Demon Realm and their world, as well as the last line of defense against anything that might escape from the Demon Realm itself.
"Yes, this is the entrance under the direct administration of my family," came Raiden's voice as he caressed a gigantic black sword with careful and masterful movements.
