Tears streamed down her small, childish face. As a Demon General, as a Vice Commander within the Demon Generals, no less, Kaeda had experienced all sorts of hardship. Much like many of her brothers and sisters, she had been abandoned in her youth, only to be saved by the Demon Sage. Yet, even all of the callousness she had gained over the years wasn't enough to leave her numb to this moment.
No one seemed to have the right words to say, even Dyon could only kneel beside their beds, grasping their hands to let them know he was here.
The twins' bodies could hardly be placed among the living, even the rich medicinal smell was overridden by a disgusting rotting. It was as though they had already been in a casket for several months…
They couldn't even speak. Before, they could at least produce hoarse words, but now, they couldn't do even that. Dyon could only passively send endless comfort toward them in their final moments, flooding what remained of their souls with a warm air.
