Chapter 57 : The Final Blow
Hart's message meant only one thing.
Every piece of that crazy plan of his had finally fallen into place.
The setup was ready.
Now, all that remained was patience.
They had to wait for the healed demons to do exactly what he predicted.
Axton expected them to find a way to return to their commander.
He smirked faintly.
He was betting on a hunch… an inkling that the ox demon could communicate with its subordinates, just like the Great Wolf had once commanded its pack.
If not through words, then at least through instinct, rage, or sheer bloodlust. Just somehow… anyhow.
One way or another, the demons would come.
Even if they didn't, it wouldn't matter.
Axton was still the prime target on this battlefield.
No one could deny it.
He was the thorn in their side, the one obstacle standing between the demon army and absolute carnage.
If the demons had brains at all and wanted the demon invasion to succeed, Axton was enemy number one.
