Battle On The Way Home

The trek back to their Regulator was slow and tiresome. With the sun beginning its descent, the fiery orange sky cast long shadows over the barren land.

"Are we there yet?" Damon asked lazily despite knowing fully well they were still far from the Regulator.

After seconds of no response from the others, he went silent.

Damon, Daveon, and Anaya followed closely behind Miss Leana, their eyes scanning the surroundings for any sign of danger.

The First Layer of Hell was always unpredictable, and they knew better than to let their guard down.

It didn't take long before the air grew heavier—a familiar sign that demons were nearby.

Miss Leana raised a hand, signaling them to halt. "Be ready," she said quietly. "They're coming."

As if on cue, a group of Grade Seven demons emerged from the rocky terrain ahead. Their grotesque forms slithered and clawed their way toward the group, their glowing red eyes locked onto their prey.