117 Clash of Purple and Crimson

I didn't even get the chance to be surprised before the owner of the cracked voice yanked my arm. I found myself in the air as I passed through the sphere's surface and hit the ground with a thud.

"Look who's here." The dry voice spoke. My eyes widened as I noticed – I wasn't back in the castle where I had left Asher and Lucius. I was somewhere else, and it was Delthur who was standing over me.

Frozen in place, I couldn't do anything but stare at the tall demon before me. What had just happened? How did I come here? Where was I? How had he found me? As such questions whirled in my mind, my gaze fell on the black sphere behind the tall demon.

"I did not expect to see you so soon, Kai Friseal." The familiar, soft voice sounded from alarmingly close by. Surprising enough, Vixia's bewitching voice was what alarmed me enough to get moving. "You-" As she was still speaking, I rolled to the side, grabbing the shaft of my scythe in the process, and rose to my feet.