As corroded souls escaped their festering shells and twisted into the shapes of devils.
Even the most chaotic Beastfolk lost their former frenzy.
The fires of the Inferno flickered in their eyes, yet they could not unleash those flames upon the enemies before them—neither the newborn devils nor the Lion standing before the Pyramid.
Those keen eyes, hidden amid pitch-black flames, blazed with a sinister crimson light.
To Leon, it seemed these devils were waiting for something.
Waiting for another soul beside them to die beneath a companion's axe, waiting until they could form a legion of devils.
Order was synonymous with devils.
Chaos was an inferior trait flaunted only by the fiends of the Abyss.
But Kandelian did not think Leon was setting a good example. Waiting for the devil legion to assemble was unwise, because no equally well-trained army stood behind them.
Instead, they had remnants of an army routed beneath the Great Wall and a crowd of starving refugees. Corroded by fear, they could not possibly survive the onslaught of a devil legion, and they had already lost any chance of leaving this fallen city—
Even if its descent was slow enough, the sky had long since been steeped in fiery red, and the scorching magma along the city's edges was enough to destroy every person's body.
So what should I do? What in my limited spell list could stop the legion from assembling? [Cloudkill], [Burning Spell], or some other spell?
But could these Evocation Spells really do anything against devils born in the Inferno? Their bodies were born of fire, hot enough even to burn away troublesome toxins.
He could not hesitate any longer. Even low-level spells could have tremendous effects when empowered by the plague source:
"Ei—"
He was about to chant the incantation when