"Purgatory of the Sacred Moon..." The Evernight Demon King's whisper seemed to freeze time itself.
Even the Evernight Fiend King's grip upon his halberd unconsciously tightened. His fiendish eyes stared into the gradually whitening heavens as disbelief slowly surfaced.
"...That Supreme Ordeal?"
The Evernight Demon King slowly nodded.
"Normally it shouldn't appear." Her voice had become unusually solemn. "Among the countless Abyssal King Ordeals recorded throughout the history of the First Abyss, only twelve are recognized as Supreme Ordeals."
"They aren't simply trials. They are calamities, for they do not merely judge the one attempting to become an Abyssal King..." Her beautiful eyes slowly swept across the endless Undead Cradle, "...they judge the world itself."
A deep silence followed.
