An insult that spread like a curse...
Until it reached the ears of another Upper Demon, one currently locked in a brutal battle against one of the Great Ones.
Crimson had remained silent until now.
A long silence endured while he clashed against the Great One of Krat.
The Great One seemed pleased watching the demons struggle and edge closer toward death, for exterminating them was the very mission he had come for.
He sought to erase the creatures that the First Author might one day wield against them.
Yet he could not rejoice completely.
Because the Upper First was still standing.
No... more than merely standing.
He was matching him evenly despite the Great One of Krat unleashing seventeen World-breaking abilities against him—eighteen if the gray Fog Domain itself was included.
'He's still keeping up with me even after being stripped of his Red World and bombarded by countless World-breaking abilities...'
