Azrael waved her hand, cutting open space itself, and dragged Asmodeus and Azazel inside her personal domain, "Realm of the dead".
Meanwhile, back in the dragon nation, after seeing their leaders were now dead, the fallen angels' entourage fled from the dragon.
Everyone gathered, cheering because they had won the battle and stopped the invasion, except the leaders.
While they were wallowing because of my death, an unfamiliar voice echoes across the dragon nation, "Stop crying, Tsukiko is ok."
"Huh, did you just hear a voice?" Satan asked Mammon.
"Yeah, I also heard a voice," Mammon mumbled, curious because he thought only he had heard that voice.
Suddenly, Azrael popped up in front of everyone, holding the same cup as before. "Rude, you do know I have a name, right? And I know you guys know it as well."
