And our army can't even find a trace of them?
How exactly are you people doing your jobs!"
The front-line commander of the Calamity Sun Demon Country, the Legendary Void Demon Descendant Marquis Carlma, was sitting in front of the projections of all high-level demon descendent officers, striking the conference round table with his scepter, fuming with rage.
"After the encirclement of the Dark Jungle ended, you told me their forces had been scattered.
When Noxus was raided, you said it was just an opportunity exploited by the Esoteric Rebel Army.
Now look!
These people are alive and well, and they're starting to launch grand attacks on our rear defenses.
All our enemies are laughing at us, yet you have no corresponding countermeasures!"
Seeing that one by one, everyone below remained silent, Marquis Carlma, with an increasingly unpleasant look, swept all the dossiers on the table to the ground.
