Before The Storm

Clyde made up his mind.

He couldn't wait for the higher realms to strike first. If they were really preparing to crush him and Asqa then he would crush them before they could move. He would divide their forces. Hit hard and hit earlier than they expected. 

"I'll pick them off one by one," he muttered, eyes narrowed with quiet resolve. "Hmm... Looks like I'll need Asmodeus's support again to do it."

Then after deciding on the next course of action, Clyde activated [Flight].

The power surged through his limbs and his body rose with a rush of air. The cracked sky and burning wasteland shrank beneath him as he launched toward Asqa's last known zone. 

Black clouds streaked past and his vision pierced the fog and ruin ahead.

He saw the carnage from above before he even spotted her.