Satan sat on the throne, her expression was cold and her gaze was distant. She looked at all the Fallen Watchers that knelt down toward her. She had lost everything from the army she had to the power she possessed. All the Fallen Watchers were ashamed, drowning in guilt because she had sacrificed her power to make them as powerful as they used to be.
Not only did they fail to find out about the cult, they also failed to conquer Central Neva and that they lost the Nephilim. To make it worse, when Satan left to conquer Central Neva and half of the Fallen Watchers came to assist her, Orthias pushed them back and killed a big chunk of their force as well.
"Master..." Yaza spoke, lifting his head to look at the magnificent being that stood above all else. "If you tell us to give your power back, we are willing."
