Arabus, driven by his thirst for revenge, was ascending the treacherous mountain path at maximum speed. Although his body was marred by wounds from the lightning strike and the fall, it was still full of strength and power. Despite the pain, his determination to reach the peak and exact his vengeance remained unyielding.
The Abyssal observed Vlad and the soldiers maneuvering past the walls, sneering in disdain. The demon acknowledged the challenging terrain, but the walls were mere amusement to him, a trivial obstacle in his path.
While the walls of the Silent Wind Military Base could help against a small horde, they were less than seven meters tall. Arabus and the Champion demons could jump that with ease, and the demonic beasts could easily climb over them.
However, just as the Abyssal was imagining how he would shatter the bodies of everybody inside the military base, he heard a voice, the same voice that triggered the landslide and the mud.
