Far below the towering Violet Palace, countless demons instinctively lifted their heads toward the heavens as the colossal pillar of dark violet aura continued piercing the skies above Velmora. Its overwhelming pressure spread across the capital like an endless tide, causing banners to flutter violently while windows rattled inside nearby buildings.
"Look!"
One young demon pointed upward excitedly. Another quickly followed his gaze before his face lit up with excitement.
"The Prince!"
"It's the Prince's aura!"
Within moments, the streets erupted into commotion. Merchants abandoned their stalls. Children climbed onto rooftops. Customers poured out from restaurants and taverns.
Everywhere Damian's aura reached, demons stopped whatever they were doing to stare toward the heavens.
Many raised their hands enthusiastically toward the distant pillar while others excitedly exchanged words with complete strangers.
"Our Prince has awakened!"
"I knew the rumors were true!"
