Sene is such a bully, toying with his little brother. Wait, I mean elder brother like so. It's so easy to forget Richter is the eldest one.

  Overlapping my arms over one another, I glanced at the grim expression over the Founders. It was a bit of a surprise Sene wanted me to tell everyone, but I figured the more people who knew, the better. Let them work to figure out most of the puzzle while we benefit.

  "You are still overlooking one detail, boy." Sultan foolishly stated.

  "And that will be." Said Sene, arching his lips.

  "The value of your life," Flashing his arms, a wave of mist showered the scene, leaving only laughter that echoed from every shadow.

  "Till we meet again." Arsene echoed with glee casting a sinister undertone on what was left of Yu Lans party.

  "A shadow," Aiza muttered, a trace of suspicion under her tone.

  "Did anyone of you notice?" Talos asked, shaking the hearts of many presents.

  "Aeron, why are the founders here? You two seem quite familiar with Arsene to show up like so. More so than we are." Duke Sultan claimed, hovering in the skies. He gazed solemnly at the lord of slaughter.

  However, Aereon, much less the others, did not bother to respond, as they vanished, most likely heading to Arsene's manner. Guess they will be in for a surprise when they see Baphomet and Azeroth.

  "Well. Allow me to apologize. It seems like me and my future husband had dampened your party, Lady Yu Lan." I said, offering my half-hearted condolences.

  "Stop it! Yura, how can you be with that monster!" Richter cried out, causing all eyes to shift to me.

  "Grandfather, this must be due to some type of soul attack. She could be under his thrall." Larisa bitterly shouted, pointing with a hint of blame.

  "The Court of Nox will be more than willing to contain her. For her to marry Arsene, she must be of importance." Lynx offered.

  Granting the fools a smile, I shook my head, releasing a deep breath for my lungs. "Sultan, is my father listening? I know he is too cowardly to confirm all of this, but I don't believe he is ignorant enough not to understand. You all current position."

  "Stand down, all of you." Sultan bitterly stated, clenching his fist. "Arsene has the devils on his side. Taking Yura will only force that demon to slaughter us with the angel's and devil's help. No one wins."

  "But the courts will gain a hostage to use against Arsene. We already have princes and kings of hell on our side." Lynx stated, flashing before me. He smiled with a horrid expression that reminded me a bit of Sitri.

  Standing my ground, the glint of an intent shimmered around my body, halting his step where he stood.

  Watching the fear ring through his soul, an aura I had held deep within me for the longest began to leak.

  How long has it been since I had allowed the abyssal energy to taint my consciousness, to allow it to chill my mind and soul, turning me into an emotionless monster?

  "What's wrong?" I patiently asked, without the slightest hint of my warm aura.

  Bleeding from his very eyes, the sword intent from the Blade of the Abyss began to ring like a storm in the air. Spiraling out of control, a sea of slashes began to appear in reality, sucking the very breath away from everyone.

  "Thank God I'm back! YURAAA!!!! YOU LOOK SEXY!!!!" Adrienne screamed, appearing from the very shadows; she wrapped her arms around my waist and kissed my cheek, wetting them with her moist lip, and giggled.

  Flashing her arms so quickly, all I saw was a flash of black light, followed by a guiser of blood that showered my vision red. It had all happened so fast and swift. Lynx could not even react as he fell to his knees. Bleeding out, with a massive hole in his stomach.

  Spilling his guts over the ground, Adrienne smirked, "How dear you mess with one of my future concubines. "

  I had always wondered how powerful Adrienne was. After all, she was Baphomet disiple. I knew she wasn't an elder god but taking out a Mid God with a flicker of her hand. I knew she was at least mid-High or peaked High God. That could potentially fight a devil on equal grounds.

  "Who are you!" Sultan roared, pulling out a scarlet saber from empty space.

  "I would choose your next words wisely, Duke Sultan. You know better than anyone Yura's status as you were there when Master Tang Feng announced who was taking over as King. Not standing up for Princess Yura is already an insult. Are you really trying to harm her savior?" Greyson shouted, crushing a talisman within his palm.

  The plan was to have Grandpa show up, not Adrianne, but it still works.

  SHaking my head, I sighed, "No need to scold him, Greyson. He will have a chance to bend a knee on the day of the wedding when we go public."

  "You know your father will never go through with this! You would be killing him!" Sulton bellowed, losing his graceful expression. "Why?"

  "I wonder, Sulton, do you consider yourself a devil cultivator like Lynx?" I uttered, taking a glance at the man with his organs covering the ground. "He will abandon his family, without a single thought, or even kill them. I wonder whether you will do that."

  "What do you mean?" He asked as I shook my head.

  "Form this day forth, under the orders of Tang Feng; none shall be allowed to leave this planet. In two years, when our wedding preparations are finished, we plan on making a red wedding, of course."

  "You will not get away with this. You are overestimating the Celestrial Palace's prowess." Richter screamed, glaring at me with blame.

  "Agreed," Lexus added. "You cannot stop us all and the angels."

  "Are you forgetting that we took over Midgard, along with most of the Norse Gods? We have true Devils and Demons on stand-by." I said, placing my hands on Greyson and Adrienne as our bodies began to fade. "Oh, and before I forget."

  " Welcome to Vaevictis."