In one layer of the Abyss World, Delis had dragged an unlucky demon into her cave.
It was a Lesser Demon, a Vrock.
Vrocks were a kind of flying demon. They had broad, fleshy wings much like those of bats.
When spread, their wingspan measured around five to six meters.
Their heads resembled those of goats, complete with two curved horns.
Their eyes glowed an evil red, like burning coals. Their gaze was savage and full of malice.
The Vrock's mouth was filled with sharp fangs, and its long, forked tongue flicked in and out as it searched for the scent of prey.
Its body was covered in a layer of rough black scales, which were extremely hard and offered decent protection.
Its chest was broad, and its limbs were muscular and full of strength. Its claws were sharp enough to tear enemies apart with ease, while its thick legs supported its powerful body.
Its feet resembled goat hooves. They were hard and sharp, providing stability and traction in battle and while running.
The Vrock's tail was long and flexible, with a sharp barb at the tip that could be used as a weapon.
This unfortunate Vrock was prey Delis had chosen with care.
Recently, it had flown over the cave where Delis was holed up, giving her the perfect opportunity.
So Delis had used a portion of the flesh essence Charles had offered as a sacrifice, along with a captured imp as bait, and finally managed to catch the Vrock.
By then, Delis had already beaten the Vrock half to death.
After bringing it into the cave, Delis went back outside and erased every trace she had left behind.
Once she returned to the cave, Delis began to process the Vrock.
Delis's life was far better than it had