Take Off

The investigation group immediately sent news back to Neverwinter.

"It's really like the entire nest is out…" After listening to Lightning's report, Roland sighed. This would undoubtedly be the first direct collision between both races and might even be the last. Regardless of the outcome, it determined the future for both humanity and demons.

"Can we… win?" Lightning asked with hesitation.

She was dirty from head to toe; her hair ends tangled and unruly, with the smell of sour sweat lingering on. Obviously after finding out about the demons, she had rushed back without any rest at all.

"Of course." Roland acted relaxed and patted her shoulders. "Not only will we win, but we will enjoy a clean and decisive victory."