Striking Together

It was a tragic defeat, the once hopeful atmosphere now one of bleakness as even the bloody moon that loomed over the palace seemed influenced by the battle's outcome, showering a more dismal light through the stained-glass windows of the chamber.

The Master of Horrors watched the small lifeforms before him with mocking eyes before fixing onto Nero and Red Rain as if expecting something.

"Well, is this it? Is this what you pests came here for? Huhu... to challenge my existence with such meager power, you might be mistaken, but even this world's 'previous master' might have been a bit troublesome for you kids."

"What?" Nero and the others exclaimed upon hearing those words; the very fact that he said the previous master could signify the most terrifying of news.

"Could it be, no… that's not possible?" Mia thought as if she realized something.