No More A Cosmic Wanderer

In the chaos that ensued from Libya's tussle with Tariyaan, only Linkle remained by the ruined castle while everyone else was headed through a storm of imps and other monsters gathering to assault them. An army of millions was on their heads, and the witch wasn't with them but they hadn't noticed her absence just yet. 

The only one accompanying the witch was the devil of seduction. Making her way to the crater from where the head of her body was sticking out, Linkle was met with a knowing smirk by Asmodia. Waving a hand at her, she chuckled before gesturing to the witch to follow her downwards. 

A hole had been carved in the cosmic sorceress's true body. From head to two, it was connected by a spiraling set of staircases, and separated into different floors almost as if her crystalline frame was some sort of castle and not a living breathing organism. 

"T-that bastard broke the contract…"