"...You know what, pull back all our forces, and don't give them the chance of victory. With me here, I doubt they will do anything. Unless they also have an entity at the same level of power as mine." Archdemon Riley forcefully wiped out his emotions and responded.
His anger and discontence will have to wait. For now, they had to control the situation and think through their next step carefully, unless, he would lose all of his merit.
'I planed this for a thousand years, and you want me to just sit back as it crumbles? Fuck that. I'll find out who this b*tech is, and which Faction is supporting her. And when I do...' He thought, his presence bubbling up.
"...!!!"
The silver prince felt his soroundings become painted in red, and warped into a hellish illusory zone. His expression lost all of its color, and he smashed his face on the hard concrete floor, "S–Sir Riley, please forgive me!! Please forgive this lowly worm!!"
"...."
