The two groups, demons and angels, turned toward Aestrea and Elleonora the moment they landed.
Instantly, weapons were raised.
Demonic energy flared darkly from the obsidian-skinned demons, while holy light radiated from the angels.
Both sides shifted into defensive stances, clearly acting as the official bodyguards of the fourth tower.
A massive demon with curling black horns and bat-like wings stepped forward, snarling.
"Intruders! This tower is under our protection! Leave now or be purged!"
An angel with six glowing wings and a flaming sword hovered beside him, her voice cold and incredibly "righteous".
"The Fourth Trumpet belongs to the balance of light and dark. Outsiders are not welcome. Turn back immediately."
Aestrea stared at the group with a flat, unimpressed expression.
Compared to the Primordial Chaos Divine Dragon he had just humiliated, these creatures were laughably weak.
