As the situation on the ground seemed to reach a momentary pause, Seref and his spirit companion rode across the sky while invisible to everything. This ability belonged to the Bookkeeper, who used it to observe the stories that he sought.
"He has thrown away the name you gave him," muttered the spirit as it began writing frantically, its legs moving to keep the bicycle afloat midair. Riding behind him was Seref, who looked at the situation below with a blank expression. "His name is now…"
"Don't dare say it," said Seref as he pressed his lips together, his brows furrowing. "I don't know how he learned of that name, but this is bad."
"He is winning?"
"But he is revealing his true identity," said Seref while gritting his teeth. "Netherborne is not a random name. It holds a lot of significance for Devaheim and its gods, making him a bigger threat than just a powerful demon. Everything is happening too fast!"
