Fate took me through a hundred visions. Divine Realm or mortal world, it was the same. All of existence was in chaos, even places no demon had ever set foot.
The tide of visions slowed, placing me on a dark mountain. I could tell the instant I materialized, I was Enusia. I'd visited so many strange places that just breathing in familiar air was like waking from a dream.
The vision was of a dark mountain range wreathed in wintry shadows. Gusts of wind chased small, bitter flurries across barren rocks and cliffs. A few weeds poked through the powder dusting, black and withered by the heavy haze of infernal mana hanging over the region.
Two demons and a lithe, cloaked figure with a nondescript stood on an outcropping overlooking a massive horde of demons. One spoke, and I immediately recognized Hag's raspy voice.
"Are you certain we're shielded from prying eyes?"
