[Location: Unknown]
[Third Person's POV]
"USELESS SHITS!!! YOU PIGS CAN'T EVEN DO A SINGLE JOB PROPERLY," A hunchbacked elderly demon shouted at the gathered cult members, his voice echoing through the dark, cavernous chamber. The flickering light from the torches cast eerie shadows on the stone walls, adding to the oppressive atmosphere.
The cult members, cloaked in dark robes, cowered before the Elder, their heads bowed in fear and submission. They dared not meet his gaze, knowing that his wrath could lead to a fate worse than death.
"We needed that princess's royal blood to even kick start our plans, and you incompetent fools let her escape!" The Elder's voice was a growl, filled with barely contained rage. His eyes glowed with a malevolent light, reflecting the depth of his anger.
