Ghana panted heavily, his three eyes intently fixed on John, seemingly attempting to pierce through him with a gaze that sought to discern every hidden secret.
He never imagined that he would witness the power of the Chaos ORDER in another, an authority that had once solely belonged to the great Emperor Azazel, the Abyssal ruler he revered most.
The true master of the Abyss, and the only one the Soul-Devouring Devil Ghana ever acknowledged.
It was this unwavering belief that made Ghana intolerant of Bael, the leader of the 72 abyssal Devils, usurping the supreme throne of the Abyss.
"Speak quickly, have you met Emperor Azazel? What happened to him? Why has his Soul Seed started to grow autonomously? Has something befallen him?"
John tilted his head slightly, looking at Ghana with a touch of surprise in his eyes.
The Devil's demeanor at this moment evoked a sense of wonder within him.
