Clyde and Asqa arrived back at the mansion. This place had become their home now because this place is quiet, hidden, and safe. Tucked within the ruins of a forgotten world, veiled from the gaze of higher beings, the mansion had so far proven its worth.
Clyde knew they were being hunted. After showing his face and making his move, it was inevitable. The higher realms were surely trying to track him already, but none had succeeded until now.
As they walked toward the entrance, Clyde gave a subtle nod to the Demon soldiers stationed at the outer ward who were Graemory's troops.
He made a mental note to thank the Demon Duchess if they ever crossed paths again. But for now, it was too risky. The higher realms remained on high alert.
Both of them exhaled as they stepped through the door, their expressions weary.
