The room was filled with a dense atmosphere, charged with tension and determination. Andrew, standing next to a large dark oak table, studied the maps and documents scattered before him with an intense gaze.
Each line on those parchments represented unknown dangers and hostile terrains. The Demon Realm was not a place to be taken lightly, even for someone with the exceptional gifts he possessed.
Seraphine, his apostle, stood by his side, reviewing every detail with the same intensity. With silver hair and eyes as bright as sapphires, Seraphine projected an aura of serene authority. She was his closest advisor and protector.
Despite her fragile appearance, she wielded formidable power far superior to his other guardians. Additionally, being originally from the Demon Realm and having lived there for centuries, she knew the situation better than anyone.
