Zephyr's voice echoed throughout the mansion, thick with bloodlust, as a cruel smile could be seen on his face. "One World Order," he said.
Though his voice remained calm, a chill accompanied his words, similar to that of the Grim Reaper's presence.
The demon, overwhelmed by fear, collapsed to the ground, his legs giving way as beads of sweat formed on his forehead, inching backward instinctively.
"I... I'll tell you everything, just spare my life," the demon stammered, eyes filled with deep-seated terror as they met Zephyr's gaze.
In that moment, Zephyr appeared more demonic than the demon before him, who seemed as innocent as a bystander being bullied.
"It's too late for mercy," Zephyr said, stepping forward, the air around him growing heavier, pinning the demon to the ground, the pressure causing the sounds of the demons bones to be heard as they all slowly snapped.
