The days following Lydia's departure blurred together into a whirlwind of responsibilities. I threw myself into my new role, determined to prove that I was ready to take on the mantle of demon commander.
The training grounds became my second home, the rhythmic clash of swords and the grunts of exertion a comforting backdrop to the chaos of my thoughts.
I stood at the edge of the training field, watching as a group of demon soldiers sparred with one another. The heat of the afternoon sun bore down on us, but the soldiers didn't waver, their focus razor-sharp.
I admired their tenacity, their dedication, but the weight of leadership pressed heavily on my shoulders. These were Lilith's soldiers, trained and disciplined under her command, and soon they would be mine to lead.
