The Valiant Vanguard clan

The Demon Lords surrounded the burnt and unrecognizable body of Lord Azazel.

Their eyes widened as they stared at him in silence, their minds reeling from the extent of his injuries.

Lady Marla spoke first. "His regeneration is very slow. These wounds... they have ravaged his body beyond it's limit."

Lady Azaria added, her voice hinted with awe, "I have never seen a Demon Lord beaten this badly. Just how strong is this Arthur?"

Lord Morok, aggressively turned to Lady Lyra, his voice filled with anger. "Don't mess with us. Are you telling me you two couldn't take down one man?"

"Lord Azazel made an agreement with Lance. If Lord Azazel were to be defeated, the Devil King's Army must retreat. Lord Azazel's agreement tied our hands. We couldn't break it. We had no choice but to retreat," Lady Lyra replied, her voice small and wavering.

Lord Morok's fury erupted and he yelled and jerked Lady Lyra up by the collar.

"That is bullshit! I can understand if Lord Azazel failed. He's the weake
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