It was weird. Brother Blue felt that that the situation down the city was so weird. This was supposed to be the den of their enemies, and yet the abyssal demons in the streets were so weak and wouldn't last long against generals. The second battalion had more than twenty general-grade soldiers in the streets. The patrol group also had a dozen. However, the demons the Abyss sent were like this? The only saving grace for them was their numbers.
"Something's wrong," Brother Blue spoke his thoughts aloud. Right now, he and his future wife were sharing one body; and so his thoughts would bleed into her mind. He didn't need to explain what he meant by it.
