The ceiling of the Principal's Office on the First Layer of the Abyss was completely gone.
That wasn't an exaggeration.
The Fallen Divine Power descending from above had torn it clean off.
Before the rubble could hit the ground, two utterly different wills crushed it to dust in midair.
One was silver-white, carrying the Abyss's original chaos and brutality.
The other was a deep, dark gold, radiating the nobility and arrogance of the fallen.
The two forces collided overhead with a teeth-grating hiss.
It sounded like two red-hot branding irons being pressed together.
Boom!
The last intact floor tile exploded, leaping into the air before crumbling to dust.
The dust cleared.
Yang Yu stood amid the wreckage with his hands in his pockets.
He tilted his head and blew a few specks of dust off his shoulder.
To his left, Little White wore the Black-and-White Maid Outfit, which fit her terribly.
The wind twisted its lace trim and pressed the fabric tight against her tense thighs.
She gripped the Cat Ear Headband she had crushed out of shape.
Instead of wearing it, she had looped it over her knuckles.
She had squeezed the lace at its tips into a solid lump.
The killing intent in her violet-gold eyes was almost tangible.
She glared at the figure straight ahead.
Opposite her,
Lucifer stood barefoot upon the void.
Her casual, translucent gauze dress was gone.
In its place was a tailored black business suit and skirt.
The fabric hugged her body, outlining her wildly exaggerated curves.
If not for the twelve black-and-white wings blotting out the sky behind her,
she really could have passed for a female Senior Executive fresh off work on Wall Street.
She held a glass of red wine she had picked up from who knew where.
The scarlet