Jeremy stood before the fortress, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. The power within those obsidian walls called to him, resonating with his own energy, promising untold strength.
But he wasn't alone in this pursuit. He could sense Sariel approaching from behind, her presence a beacon of divine power.
"You're late," Jeremy said without turning around.
He had more on his mind that he wanted to tell her but he wanted to hear what she had to say for herself first.
Sariel descended from the swirling sky, her wings glowing with an ethereal light that contrasted sharply with the darkness of the Demon World.
It literally lit up the area where they stood as she landed.
Her once pure aura was now tinged with the same energy that coursed through Jeremy, making her appear more formidable than ever.
