Ra gritted his teeth and prepared to siphon another wave of energy, but then—
"Are you still going to do that?" Reign's voice boomed in the sky.
His crimson eyes gleamed as he pointed downward. "Look below you."
Ra hesitated, then followed his gaze.
What he saw made him freeze.
The people...
They weren't dead, but they might as well have been.
Every single one of them had collapsed, their bodies trembling, their breathing ragged.
Even the strongest among them were barely holding on.
The sheer force of the city's artifact had drained them, leaving them helpless.
"If you unleash another one of those," Reign continued, his smirk widening, "you'll end up killing everyone—well, aside from the high-ranking demons, of course."
Ra's fists clenched around his staff. He did not mean to do this.
