"I didn't expect the situation to have gotten this bad," Tijana frowned after hearing the briefing from the Fireburn Demon's strategist. "Why haven't you sought assistance from Zerata? Lord Wu'an surely would not ignore the perilous situation at the front."
Seeing Tijana's expression, Lancelot felt an urge to rush out and annihilate the demon army just to smooth the furrowed brows above her lovely eyes.
Truly befitting of a succubus—the mere furrowing of her brows was so tempting, Lancelot silently mused. Fortunately, these thoughts merely circulated in his mind without causing even a flutter in his heartbeat.
"Father certainly won't tolerate the fall of Volcano Fortress, at least not before the defense lines of other Abyssal Lords," Kailon interjected. "But Lord Visuvius is equally reluctant to be the first among peers to ask for help. Many are eyeing his position as Legion Commander, not to mention those coveting Azgralath..."
