Hila, the demon king, crumpled to the ground, his eyes wide with disbelief. Mercy, his advisor, rushed to his side.
"Your Majesty!" she exclaimed, fear lacing her voice.
His secretary, herface etched with worry, mirrored Mercy's concern.
"K-King!" she stammered, kneeling beside the fallen leader.
Hila, despite his ragged breaths, managed a weak chuckle. "Hahh… hahh… I still have a lot of mana, don't worry, I'll continue while lay here…" His voice trailed off, the effort of speaking taking its toll.
Back on the battlefield above, a flicker of concern crossed Barty's face as he observed the celestial battlefield. Alex's duplicate, the one he had imbued with control magic, underwent a startling change. Its previously emerald green eyes morphed into an identical hazel, mirroring Alex's own.
A surge of panic coursed through him. "Oh no… I hope it's not friendly fire…"
