Daimon and Lilith found themselves in the eerie aftermath of their ferocious confrontation with Jonathan.
The chaotic remnants of their battle still lingered in the surreal crimson landscape, casting an otherworldly glow on everything around them.
They knew they had bested Jonathan in combat, yet a lingering trace of emerald energy defied their efforts to fully claim victory.
Daimon's crimson eyes narrowed as he surveyed the landscape, a hint of intrigue coloring his expression. "There you are," he muttered softly, his voice carrying a hint of satisfaction.
His gaze was unwavering, fixed upon the faint glimmer of emerald energy that had stubbornly persisted amidst the crimson chaos.
With unyielding determination, Daimon and Lilith embarked on the journey toward the enigmatic presence of Jonathan.