"Since I arrived," Jack confirmed. "Every building I entered, every corridor I walked, every room I scouted. I left presents for you." His grin widened.
"Thousands of them."
Another series of detonations rocked the fortress, these coming from the lower levels where the slave pits sprawled.
The already-bound demons weren't targeted, the orbs only detonated near those who hadn't signed contracts.
But that still left thousands of guards, overseers, and staff who Pho relied on to maintain his operations.
All of them were caught in electrical blasts that couldn't be seen.
Near the throne room entrance, Rynath and Loryn watched the exchange with carefully neutral expressions.
But their eyes tracked the continuing explosions, calculated the scope of the destruction, and reached the same conclusion simultaneously.
"He's destroying the entire fortress," Rynath murmured. "Everything Master Pho built."
