"I see. That's a good thing. The first undoubtedly good news we have gotten in the last few days. Thank you for coming to our aid." They took yet another elevator, that one bringing them back to the first floor.
Maybe Ellianor could see how big of a mess Kissenn made in the reception room. Knowing her, it was a bloodier mess than he was able to do on his own.
'Maybe her mess is bigger than Ceres'.' Ellianor laughed in his mind, as an unsatisfied and pouting demon grits her teeth at his comment.
She did not know who "her" was, but Ceres felt entitled to dislike her based on that comment alone. There was no way she could make a bigger mess than her claws and lightning.
When they exited the elevator, the first thing Ellianor saw by looking at his side was a sea of blood, corpses, viscera, and broken weapons, the stench of carnage and death was overbearing.
