Karrick with a grin adorning his lips and a reignited fighting spirit left the confines of his hallowed command centre with his most powerful subordinates for the final blockade, the barrier erected on the 9th and bottommost floor.
"Hmph guess I'll have to thank that Frost for showing my little lordling the right path." A large, winged man with bright red skin muttered under his breath as he watched Karrick leave. This man was his guardian, Lapata, a magma devil who was a hairs breadth away from reaching S-rank.
