Sloth was a young man who looked human and dressed in black robes. The only difference was a cloth wrapped around his eyes to cover the fact he had no eyes, only empty sockets; he was a member of the No Eyes Devil Race.
"Dead?" he muttered as he looked at the dead body before him, trying so hard to control his anger. He waved his hand to manifest an odd insect before inserting it into General 1's body. A few seconds later, the latter's body moved as if it was alive.
"What happened?"
"Our troops were annihilated."
"How? The plan was perfect."
"Our enemy–" He did not finish talking when a shadow spear came out of his body and went for Sloth's throat. He evaded slightly, but it left a small wound on his cheek. Sloth frowned as he watched General 1 suddenly disintegrate.
