"Wilted, what is the chance of us defeating those devils?" John used messages to communicate with Wilted because Satan appeared to be able to hear their voices even from great distances.
"I told you to retreat, didn't I?" Wilted replied. "We can't win this battle. Each of those devils is eternal grade, and their levels ranged from level 95 to 99."
"I assume Satan is level 99," John said.
"That's right. Please understand that he is stronger than Azzarilth. Even if our side can summon the country guardians, it won't make much difference."
The devils just stood there after Satan voiced his greeting. Satan was grinning, though. He was savoring the confusion and fear expressed by his prey's faces.
"Damn it! This is no doubt Master's doing." John said to Wilted. "So, this is his plan to buy time. We will be too busy dealing with the underworld force to go for him."
"We need to leave," Wilted repeated in the message.
