The Devil opened his eyes, but even he hadn't seen this much Darkness in his entire life.
There was no Mana around him, and billions of Creatures of Darkness kept howling from near to far as if a parasite had entered amidst them. The Devil looked down and found his entire body had lost the presence of solidity and reality. But there was a black mist rising out of his ethereal body, and he could see the faces of hundreds of Darklings he had absorbed in the third Plaza.
Their home and their kin were calling to them. And as soon as he realized what place deserved to be called their home, unimaginable terror struck his head.
'RUN!!!'
It didn't even take any effort for the word to come up to him, as it was more of an instinct.
