"What is this place?" Ashton asked the moment he opened his eyes.
He was surrounded by nothingness—an endless white room with nothing to be seen, but his reflection. The place was giving off eerie vibes as if it was a specially made cage, something to hold him there. Honestly, it was getting to Ashton's nerves, especially after his fight with Beelzebub.
"Beelzebub! I have to kill him!"
Ashton panicked as the last moments he captured before losing consciousness flooded his mind. From what he remembered, Beelzebub was alive and much to his dismay, in better condition than he was.
Astaroth had warned him that if he failed, no one on the damned planet would be able to stop the Demonic Xyran. Not the trio, not his friends, no one. Astaroth's warning was the reason Ashton was losing his crap. Since he wasn't on the battlefield, he could only assume he failed to kill the Xyran.
