Dylan pressed the repeat button on the video. King Ao Guang stepped off of the plane. Behind him, a creature who looked very much like an adolescent emerged. If Dylan was new to demon fandom, he would have suspected this fake teenager was Prince Nianzang, but Dylan recognized Beelzebub instantly.
King Ao Guang stood in the wind, looked down on the human beings calling out and photographing him. A gust of wind picked up, grabbed his robe, snapped it at the people. He took two measured steps down the stairs. The ground rumbled. Water broke through the asphalt and drenched the voyeurs. Water all around the world was rising up, just as it had several hours ago.
In front of everyone, King Ao Guang twisted into a black serpentine dragon, a pair of wings on his back, and shot into the air. His body was a pinpoint, then vanished.
Dylan pressed the repeat button.
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The Lamb and the Gray Battle
FantasyEvie has spent the last 575 years on the North American continent, now called America, the Pure and Clean. She smiles, volunteers and makes cakes and pastries for her neighbors, hiding away her demon blood. She wants nothing to do with her estranged...
