"So, you failed?" In Heart of Rending, the capital of Shendilavri, within a lofty and magnificent hall, Malcanthet stared in astonishment at the Radiant Sister before her.
As Malcanthet's daughters, every Radiant Sister was a perfectionist. Unlike succubi, they did not pursue pleasure, nor did they lack patience like ordinary alu-demons. They could be called Malcanthet's most perfect creations. It was precisely because of their existence that Malcanthet could indulge herself freely without having to trouble herself over trivial matters.
Though Malcanthet had become one of the great powers of the Abyss, she remained the same extreme hedonist she had always been. She had never had patience for time-consuming and tedious matters, yet such things still needed someone to handle them.
Thus, the Radiant Sisters came into being.
Malcanthet had never been dissatisfied with these daughters. Even when they had still been mortal, they had been exceptional women capable of standing on their own. After becoming demons, their abilities had only grown stronger. Thus, Malcanthet had entrusted many of her affairs to these twelve daughters, and her daughters had never disappointed her.
But this time, Xianna, one of her most favored daughters, had brought her news of defeat. That truly shocked Malcanthet. She did not believe Kardum could really defeat the army led by Xianna.
Malcanthet might have been a hedonist, but in some matters, she was more clearheaded than most Abyssal lords. During the long and brutal Blood War, Malcanthet had learned one thing: a chaotic rabble could not defeat a disciplined regular army.
For that very reason, Malcanthet had always worked to reorganize her forces and make them more combat-effective.
After thousands of years of effort, Malcanthet's troops might not have reached the absolute obedience of the devil legions, but they were far superior to those of other