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Chapter 585: A Promise Kept

585. A Promise Kept

Vianna was in pain.

Her body burned with anger and hate she mourned and grieved over those she had lost. She had drawn the power of her rage from the depths of her soul. Her very essence empowered her, forming her Grand Skill.

But anger was a fickle thing. It could cause destruction to others, while bringing about extreme damage to oneself.

And now, that was why she was lit aflame.

The [Hellreaper] burned from her own Grand Skill. Its effects should have come to an end, but she refused to let go of her anger. Her hatred could not be snuffed out. Her rage would burn forever. And by forcing it to continue even when it couldnt, she began to hurt herself.

That was why she was in searing pain. She backed up warily as her flames continued to protect her and hurt her. She saw the red-skinned Archdemon raise a hand. He was huge he was somehow as strong as her despite her best efforts to bring him down. She was frustrated. She was angry. She was scared.

She growled at him as he raised a fist.

And she paused when she heard the words leaving her mouth.

Please may I know your name?

Are you alright?

The creature asked in a soft voice. Vianna backed away when she saw it, her eyes growing wide in terror. But the creature drew closer, trying to coax her out from behind the rocks.

Do you have a name? I dont want to hurt you.

Vianna paused. She stared at the shadowed figures clustering around the first creature. They waited expectantly. But Vianna refused to move.

Its not speaking.

Maybe its one of the mindless Demons?

If its wild, we should kill it!

Vianna heard the shadowed figures speaking amongst themselves. Their words made her flinch, and she curled up into a ball. They were so much larger than her. She was a mere Lesser Demon a Level 16 [Hellhound].

And they were nothing like her. She could tell by their shapes and sizes that they had evolved. Each and every one of them were over Level 40. So she knew she couldnt put up a fight. Not when

Be quiet, all of you! Youre scaring her!

The creature at the front snapped, and the susurration died down. Vianna winced, but the creature turned to her with a soft gaze.

Can you understand me? If you do, please may I know your name?

And Vianna stared at the creatures face. She saw the way it was hunched over with a kind smile. It stood on two legs, but its knees were bent so that it was on level gaze with her. Its eyes were silver and blue different colors on each eye.

It was a [Fiend]. And it was no she wasnt as terrifying as Vianna initially thought. So the [Hellhound] finally mustered up the strength to speak.

Name?

The [Fiend] nodded as she gestured to herself.

Yes. We all have names. My name is Hostia. This is Drith, and this is Granulas. What is your name?

Hostia gestured at a pair of othe Demons behind her, before pointing back at the [Hellhound]. Vianna hesitated as she glanced between the group of Demons surrounding the boulder. And slowly, she began to speak.

My name is urk

And Vianna winced. She slumped forward as Hostia blinked a few times. The [Fiend] drew forward, gently scooping Vianna up.

Youre youre injured!

Hostia exclaimed. She stared at the open wound on the underside of the [Hellhound]s belly. Vianna braced herself for the worst to come, but Hostia just brought a hand up.

Hold on [Healing Touch].

And a calming warmth washed over Vianna. She blinked as she slowly watched the wound on her stomach heal. It took a moment it didnt happen instantaneously. But the cut on Vianna closed.

She stared for a moment as nothing remained but the dried black blood she had spilled. And Hostia lowered her back to the ground.

Are you better now?

Hostia asked, tilting her head. Vianna just looked up at the [Fiend] at her savior.

I

Vianna started. But she hesitated for a moment. Was this a trick? Was there a reason why these Demons were being so kind to her? She didnt know. She couldnt quite understand their actions.

However, she finally obliged to their questions.

My name is Vianna.

Vianna?

Hostia drew back as she smiled. She turned to her companions the other Demons who were with her. They nodded at each other, before looking back at the [Hellhound]. The [Fiend] proferred a hand out.Fôll0w current novÊls on n/o/(v)/3l/b((in).(co/m)

Do you want to join us, Vianna?

Vianna blinked back into reality. Even as Hostias voice echoed in her mind. The [Hellreaper] shook her head, before glaring back at the red-skinned Demon standing before her.

Haec blinked, and Vianna paused. She stared down at herself, before whispering a single word.

Oh.

Her Grand Skills effects finally dissipated. It came to an end, after she refused to let it stop. Which meant only one thing.

The [Hellreaper] collapsed as Haec stared.

Haec didnt react for a moment. He just stared in disbelief as Vianna lay before her, her body charred and burned. She barely even twitched where she lay. And finally, Haec glanced back, calling out to Taburas.

Shes hurt! She needs healing, now!

R-right!

Taburas moved into action. She ran forward with Haec as the two of them surrounded the fallen Primeval Demon. Vianna didnt even react to their approach. She didnt snarl or growl her eyes were barely even open as they were.

Haec looked over her injuries as he gritted his teeth.

Her flames were too powerful they

He trailed off. Taburas brought an ashen hand out as a soothing aura overcame the [Hellreaper]. But Vianna didnt react. The [Succubus] shook her head.

I dont know if I can save her, Haec

Haec bit his lower lip. He turned back to Vianna, speaking reassuringly.

We can save you we will find a way to save you.

He tried to hold onto her clawed hand. But she pushed her hand away. The [Hellreaper] craned her neck weakly to face him.

Please save my kin.

She spoke softly. Haec nodded back at her as he held her gaze.

We will save them and we will save you.

But Vianna shook her head. She placed a clawed hand onto his chest, even as Taburas continued trying to heal her.

And if Hostia lives

I

Haec wanted to cut her off. But he stopped. Instead, he looked deep into the eyes of the [Hellreaper]. He saw the way Vianna said the name. And he nodded slowly.

She gasped out.

Save her too.

With that, Viannas body went limp. A notification resounded in Haecs head. Two of them. But he ignored it. He refused to acknowledge it for a moment. And Taburas whispered softly, drawing back.

Shes dead, Haec. Im sorry.

I know.

Haec nodded as he stared down at the dead [Hellreaper]. He took in a deep breath, before closing his eyes.

I promise you I will save them.

And he paused, remembering the others who were enslaved by the Demon King. From the Dukes and the Duchesses to those who had been forced to fight in the expanse. He raised his head, staring at the broken sky of Revelation.

I will save all of them.

Haec spoke softly to himself as Taburas, Betrugil, and Aemula stared at him. They didnt say a word. None of them spoke. Vianna lay dead the [Hellreaper]s corpse remained still.

And in that silence, Haec had resolved himself.

Thus far, he had only focused on a single goal, ignoring almost everything around him. But not anymore. He was not going to just ignore Regnorexs evil any longer. He was going to change the Netherworld for the better. He was going to live up to his brand new Title as the Traitor of the Demon King.

Haec was going to

His brows snapped together as he saw a blurred figure shoot across the sky. A dark shadow rapidly descended down the ravine as his [Dangersense] blared in his head.

Whats that?

Taburas cried out, backing up warily. Betrugil and Aemula glanced up in a panic. They readied themselves for battle as Haec narrowed his eyes. He sensed the overwhelming power. He saw the speed of the being the way it seemed to have recklessly flown through the destruction of Revelation. And it only meant one thing.

A Deathsquad H

He started. But the shadowed figure spoke in a familiar voice and cut him off.

Haec?

A soft voice. One that Haec would recognize anywhere. Even though it had felt like forever since he had last heard it, he would never forget her voice.

Is that really you?

She asked, and Haec stared at her, his eyes growing wide. He saw her familiar golden eyes. He saw her familiar silver skin. He saw the horns on her head much larger than they had been when he had last seen her. And he saw the unfamiliar traits like the six wings and the scales on her arms.

But he knew who she was. He remembered her name. He would never forget her.

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