Reddish-brown luminance bathed the night, not from the sky above but from the earth below. The rust-like soil of the demon continent provided a glow that the eerie pitch-black night failed to do.
The houses and anything made of the soil glowed, though not as brightly as the light provided by stars. It was enough—just like the dull glow of luminous moss.
"This place never ceases to amaze. It's a wonderland in its own unique way," Seraphina remarked, queued in a long line. The queue led to a grumpy and muscular demon, his body adorned with more scars than pores in one's skin.
Behind him stood a giant wall, taller than that of Lumen City by a few feet. It towered into the abyss-like sky, so high that one had to look straight up yet still wouldn't see the top.
This wall existed to protect the inhabitants of most demon cities from the beasts beyond it—a border separating demons from beasts.
