At the edge of the toppling ruins, several still, dark figures had arrived at an unknown time.
Their eyes, hidden beneath black cloaks, silently swept across the entire battlefield, filled with a hint of surprise and doubt.
Squads of two or three Executioners arrived in several groups, extremely sensitive to the demonic presence; they had detected the high-dimensional space fluctuations from a great distance away.
Having exerted all their efforts to reach the source of the fluctuations, they found the scene to be eerily tranquil.
There was only the chaos lying all around and the figures of unconscious civilians strewn about, prompting them to whisper amongst themselves, each expressing their own viewpoints.
"Such a large disturbance..."
"I smelled an incredibly intense demonic scent earlier, but why is it gone now?"
"The demon was definitely here, I can still sense the traces of residual high-dimensional space fluctuations."
"Could it have gone into hiding?"
