Changes

Belial stepped out of his tent, the suffocating wind from the Black Wall biting against his exposed skin.

The sky above was dark now, not from clouds or the fall of night but from the presence of something far worse.

The Black Wall — that unknowable structure — had split open again, and from its depths poured a wave of creatures unlike anything Belial had seen in his live before.

This had been happening for so long and until now, there's still no clue about it. Belial thought that what Uriel did was because of her frustration and he understood that. He just wouldn't be the one who do the deed.

He glad that Uriel stay true to her personality and send those scouts.

His red eyes gleamed as he took in the sight. These were not the same beasts that had emerged in previous attacks.

Their forms were more twisted and their movements more erratic as if they had been altered or… enraged?