His voice, so husk and bewitching, delivered the demon into a state of confusion. Surely, they have heard of the voice somewhere at the back of their mind but just forgot who the voice belongs to. Fear crept their bodies as the vengeful souls residing in his shadow crawled up from their feet up to their waist, calling each demon's name, begging for their help.
"M-Mom! H-Help me! The voice is creeping up my body!"
Soon, the whole clan fell into disarray, children calling for their parents, weeping as they punched and kicked the vengeful souls away. The parents wanted to calm their kids, but fear was getting the best of them, gluing them on their feet. It's like their feet were buried on the ground, unable to move.
"Calm down, everyone! Do not fear! Can't you see our Demon King, Cronus, standing before us!"
Zahrail's authority alone would unable to put a stop to the confusion. He needed Cronus's help in this one.
