The news had now reached Cain in Aurora, striking like a devastating blow to their ranks.
Cain read the report sent by Kido, mentioning the disappearance of the young woman sent by the Styra clan, one of their recent allies. The loss of this emissary, a symbol of unity and collaboration, risked weakening their budding alliance.
A team of a hundred soldiers, all awakened no less, had been wiped out in the tunnels their enemy had silently dug. All this time, they had believed their adversaries' inaction was due to fear of the Cursed Serpent.
But that was far from the truth. These creatures had never intended to remain passive.
Cain bit his lip, frustration and guilt weighing heavily on him. He had overlooked this possibility, forgetting that he was dealing with demons and monsters whose physical and mental capabilities defied understanding.
