"Yes sir." The demon began. "The plan your greatness laid down has finally yielded results. I followed and ensured each of the Devouts acted as instructed, watching from a distance. I monitored every move made by those Celestials; no detail went unobserved, except the moment the Primordial beast acted beyond expectation, rampaging without restraint. I had no choice but to retreat for a few seconds. When I returned, the Celestial body had already been torn apart, leaving only fragments behind."
"Are you sure none was left behind?" A voice roared from the table to his left, sharp with suspicion. "Sure." The demon replied. "This incident happened three days ago. I took my time tracking any traces left behind, which caused the delay in my report."
"I see. You may return." The voice from the table across from him said, calm yet absolute. "Yes." The demon responded, his form dissolving back into dark smoke before vanishing completely.
