Seven Rainbow City
After the crushing first defeat, the demon forces regrouped with frantic speed under the personal command of Demon Lord Arkos—only to be utterly annihilated once again.
This second loss was no longer a mere setback.
It was a slap.
A loud, ringing humiliation that struck deeper than death itself.
Arkos could already hear it—the mocking laughter of his brothers and sisters echoing through the Infernal Court. The curled lips. The whispers spoken just loud enough to sting. Pity masquerading as concern. Contempt disguised as silence.
His jaw tightened.
Veins bulged along his temples as demonic smoke bled from his skin, curling into the air like heat rising from molten iron. His aura churned violently, warping the space around him, yet it did nothing to soothe the inferno raging in his heart.
All of this.
Because of one single woman.
His crimson, hate-filled eyes lifted toward the sky.
There she was.
