In the space outside a medium-level world, the outlines of two figures could be seen clearly.
One wore armor made of feathers and had a pair of white wings on her back, while the other constantly moved his hands and engraved several patterns around the world.
Seeing the latter's serious expression and the attentiveness with which he did so, the Feathered Devil couldn't help but grumble.
"We're just dealing with a Greater Devil. I don't understand why we have to be so careful."
"Why do we have to set up a trap? As long as we locate them, I can kill them with just a breath."
The Feathered Devil's companion did not answer her question.
He continued arranging symbols below, only stopping half an hour later.
The glow on the symbols signified that his work was completed.
It was only then that this Devil raised his head and stared at his female companion.
The thousands of blinking eyes on his face were revealed, making his appearance terrifying and disgusting.
