To Celebrate or to Mourn

The halls inside the castle made of darkness were silent. It was barren with life even when there were people inside.

Even when the maids were walking around the Hell's Castle, and guards and knights were patrolling, life still wasn't felt.

"We need to get them on our side," Appetite said to Void as they stood above a tower. "There are only half of us in this alliance and the half are all very loyal to her. If we could just flip the balance–"

"That's impossible," Void replied. "Sora and Blithe are already too far gone, Anastasia, Devilo, and Litpink are almost there and Lilith is still under her hypnosis."

" She's not even a demon," Appetite sighed. "How did Lilith became a Vassal? She's an Infernal. And most of the ones she recruit couldn't even make it to knighthood."