When Reign's vision returned, he found himself alongside the other demon kings on a pier after teleporting five times already.
Now, they needed to locate another portal that would send them to their next destination.
Within the pier, market stalls lined the edges, selling everything from exotic foods to intricate artifacts.
Reign watched as humans and demons hurried past, some carrying large sacks filled with goods, while others gestured animatedly as they negotiated prices.
He found it funny that demons would interact this way. It was just plain stupid in his opinion.
Above them, a translucent barrier arched over the fort, shimmering gently and providing artificial light.
Below, dark, ink-like water crashed against the fort's pillars, waves rolling back and forth.
And on top of these corrupted waters were giant cannons, but these were unlike any Reign had seen before.
