While Gleren remained trapped inside the gate, the chaos outside began to settle, though the tension in the air remained heavy. No additional demons emerged, and the colossal demon's movements were sluggish, its energy visibly waning. The minotaur and its smaller companion had already been subdued, leaving only the towering behemoth still standing.
"Have you found the Eminence yet?" Matthias's voice cut through the relative calm, sharp with urgency. His composure, usually unshakable, was now fraying at the edges.
"Not yet, sir Saint. But…" one of his subordinates began hesitantly, shifting uncomfortably.
Matthias turned to him, his face grim. "Say it," he commanded, though his voice betrayed the hint of fear gnawing at him.
The man hesitated, his gaze flicking to the pulsing gate in the distance. "Sir… I doubt the Eminence is here anymore."
