"It seems your son is not able to survive the demon corrosion. Grab a cage for his son," Demon Baron Arjit ordered one of the low-level demon guards.
"Yes, my lord," the demon guard bowed, going to get a cage.
"No! It can't be! Kyle! Fight back! I did not raise you to be weak! You have to continue the family name! You are my heir! Heir to the Albert family!" Mr. Albert screamed, trying to motivate his son, but it was useless—Kyle couldn't hear him.
"If shouting could prevent the corrosion, then I believe we wouldn't need any cages, nor would we have demonic beasts," Demon Baron Arjit mocked Mr. Albert.
The guard soon returned with a cage. "Put him in. I don't want to waste my time containing him after he has changed," Demon Baron Arjit commanded.
Bowing his head, the demon guard dragged the cage toward Kyle to fulfill the task he had been ordered to do.