The Invasion. (The Spire continuation)

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The grey demon put a hand on his round hat and then tipped it back, holding his hand next to his sheathed katana. Its body was humanoid thanks to it being such a high class demon, the ego of the creature having been born of a mixture of negative emotions from scurrying tainted souls deep within the abyss.

Having battled countless foes in the past, the demon lord had made a name for himself with power that exceeded that of even a dozen liutenants put together.

The white footpaws stepped boldly in the direction of the monster, Prisma looked fine now despite the massive amounts of dark energies that had just been released thanks to the apparition of the Boss. She frowned in disgust, narrowing her eyes as she snarled: "Belial, Prince to Hell... Our order has been searching for your wretched soul for centuries."

The one named Belial threw his head back as if emptily staring at the dark skies, "A priestess? No, you say your order has been on the hunt. A Devil Tamer agent, I presume?" he somberly said. Prisma seemed to grip her large staff Pristina tighter, her fangs bared as she growled.

That's when the others came into view to the scene. Mar skid to a halt as he watched Prisma directly facing off against Belial, "She's gonna take on him... alone?" he asked nobody in particular.