"Wait, what?" Saleos murmured under its breath, even more bewildered about the situation. "Now two of them are gone. What in the world is happening?"
Barachiel could only watch as the confusion on the demon's face grew, as shown on the deepening lines on its countenance.
"All of them have disappeared. What?! Who are those newcomers?! They're not from my realm! They're strangers! How come they can move freely inside my realm?!" Saleos articulated its appalment, not minding the strong wind that was hitting the insides of its mouth. "There is only one answer that can explain this -- Those two are from the Davidic Line."
Thereafter its lengthy tirade, the demon cut off the last string of connection that it had with its realm. It was a pitiable attempt to conceal itself from the supposed enemy, since if its truly the Davidic Line, the demon knew that what's left for it to do was to bide for its death.
