The answer was chilling. Asmodeus, that mighty Wraith King of antiquity, had been afraid. He had been hiding from something. Some compelling reason had forced him to leave the Abyss. Perhaps, contrary to what everyone had always assumed, he had not left because Lilith, the Succubus Lord, had defeated him. △
Nor had he feared the pressure of the Abyssal Will. Anyone who had become one of the Thirteen Ancient Devil Masters should long since have broken free of its interference and control. How could someone so powerful fear it?
Then what had driven Asmodeus, that supreme Demon Lord, out of the Abyss?
"Was it really because of him? What is that man trying to do? What does he gain by driving Asmodeus out of the Abyss? It does him no good at all, does it?"
"Exactly. As I recall, Asmodeus was once his most loyal companion. Of the seven of us, Asmodeus was closest to him. That was why we plotted to get rid of Asmodeus. With him around, that man could keep us in check much more easily. And that strange aura of death Asmodeus wielded was a nightmare to deal with."
One of the dark figures sighed softly as he spoke.
"Yes. I still remember facing that strange power as clearly as if it were yesterday. That power..." Lilith was the only one of the dark figures whose identity was known. Her seductive power spilled out unbidden, leaving everyone around her dazed for a moment. When they recovered, they all drew sharp breaths.
A temptress. An absolute temptress!
Even among the Angels, only Tyrael remained unmoved. The others were all affected. The Thirteen Ancient Devil Masters truly lived up to their name. The seductive power she gave off without even trying was that formidable.
"As I recall,