In the decimated stadium of Fatum, the duel of wishes had concluded. The two contestants who fought against each other had faded as per the wishes of the Wrathful Lord. The only ones left were the devils and the demons who had seen something extraordinary. All of them clearly remembered the faces of the warriors.
And all of the spectators had one thought in mind. That was to capture those two.
Amongst the devil and demon spectators, there were two who were the most interesting. They were none other than the two archdevils who had visited the arena. They had seen quite an intriguing exit. But the two had something different in mind. It was regarding the spectators of the duel.
"As expected, greed got the better of them. Though, I still find it disappointing. Even devils fell into the mortal sin, such disappointments." The small archdevil couldn't help but shake her head in disappointment. What she was seeing was trashes acting like maggots.
