Deadliest Form
"So, this is where they were camping?" Reign touched his chin as he observed the Behemoth from a distance.
It had landed on the far edge of the barrier, and he could see it clearly while standing atop one of the mountains.
The impressive wonder of modern science stood intact after the battle, which was remarkable given its size.
He assumed it must have fled.
After all, with demon kings falling one after another, there was no way a mere tin can could survive. It was smart of them to minimize their losses.
Looking closer, he noticed smaller military camps scattered across the surrounding ground, where hunters and demons moved about.
Some demons occasionally flew in and out, likely investigating to see if this place held any hidden more secrets.
He doubted that was the case.