Far away, a black tower, so massive that it pierced right between the clouds.
Inside this colossal tower,
Two begin with folded dark bat wings kneeling in front of a mist-shrouded dark water pool.
A devilish voice sounded in the mist. "A mere thief wreaks havoc between demons, huh? Hahaha… I never heard of such news in three decades."
The devilish voice's amusing laughter rang in the dim space.
However, the laughter came to an abrupt halt. "Do you investigate this thief and the similarities between him and the Shadow Devil Thief? What are the chances of this thief being the successor of the Shadow Devil Thief and having her inheritance?" The voice was extremely icy, filled with killing intent.
One of the kneeling beings replied emotionlessly, "My Lord, the incompetency of the demons knows no bounds. They had been misjudging this thief for years and let their useless prince handle this affair.