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By the time Xylen finally 'convinced' Venomspite and the remaining seven demons to offer their unwavering loyalty for the upcoming conquest and finalized the battle plans toward the next day, fifteen of the precious twenty-four hours had already slipped away and it was already near morning.
Without wasting another second, Xylen, once again wrapped in his black robe, left the meeting place with Lilith by his side.
The eight demons watched them go, their burning crimson eyes gleaming with newfound respect and anticipation, their jagged forms barely containing the restless energy surging through them like living embers.
The two hurried back in the direction of the mansion under the cover of night which seemed to have become devoid of life, the village eerily silent.