Velra and Savra returned, pulling along several captured devils.
The beasts snarled and struggled, but both women dragged them with ease.
The sect girls quickly gathered. Velra waved her hand. "Take these and cook them. Tonight, we'll have a feast."
The girls cheered and hurried to drag the devils away.
Some sharpened knives, some carried large pots, and others began to prepare fire pits.
Velra and Savra then walked into the main hall, their steps confident.
Inside, Zain was seated in the high chair, with Zelia standing beside him.
His crimson eyes looked at them. "How did it go?"
Velra smirked, resting her whip on her shoulder. "They agreed. The stronghold will leave. The Devil Nest is ours now."
Savra crossed her arms, flames flickering on her fingertips.
"But…" she added, "they only gave us the Devil Nest itself. Not the outside area."
Zain leaned forward, a sharp smile tugging his lips.
