"You managed to take down that place alone, but you let many monsters escape. It might cause trouble later," Martina said, pressing her fingers against her throbbing head.
"They will only spread the rumours about our strength and destruction I caused," Kael replied, his eyes fixed on the distant camp.
"That will work in our favor. It will increase our momentum."
"But it could also make more demons gather against us," Riley muttered with concern.
Kael nodded slightly. "Yes. Just send a message to Commander Han asking for help."
He then turned to Martina. "And what about your brother? His condition looked pitiful. The demons skinned his men alive and made him prove himself. Do you think the camp we chose might turn against us?"
Martina clicked her tongue sharply, her face dark. Anger rose in her chest, and she almost cursed aloud. She ordered Verion to be brought forward. A moment later, his body was thrown to the ground in front of them.
"Sis..." Verion's weak voice trembled.
