Moments ago, Petne and Lilith emerged from the Space World and returned to their penthouse in the academy city—a lavish hotel owned by the family.
Their stay was brief.
Without exchanging a word, they immediately created a portal, their minds synchronized in a rare alignment of purpose, and thought their destination in unison.
When they exited the portal, the dark skies of the Sloth Domain greeted them with an unsettling heaviness.
The air here was thick, suffused with an unnaturally dense energy that pulsed like a heartbeat, signaling danger.
"This is… more intense than expected," Lilith murmured, a dangerous smirk crossing her lips. Though her expression held amusement, Petne wasn't fooled.
Anyone who threatened the peace of the Demon Continent would quickly earn his mother's wrath, and the unknown source behind this disturbance had already found its way into her bad books.
