The illusion formation plates cracked and fell apart by dawn. The Fiend Qi as well as the Heavenly pressure likely pushed them far beyond any endurance Annabelle had planned for. The surviving citizens slowly emerged and found the pair arranging the dead demons.
Smiles and relief flooded the crowd. Many had lost loved ones and friends to the attacks over the years and they were finally avenged.
They were about to return to their homes when a heavy pressure covered all of them. Lind and Fey recognized it right away. Fey frowned deeply but merely stood in her bloodied dress and held her sword at the ready.
Oba had returned.
She was not alone either as several pristinely white robes covered a handful of tier 7 Maidens. Oba's looks seemed intentionally better than the last time they met, but the grim faces all looked down at the town.
Their eyes narrowed at Lind and Fey as they stood by the pile of demon corpses.
