Deep in the forest, two Fallen One leaders stood outside a cave with four other Fallen Ones, panting as they reported in hushed voices on the attack they had just encountered.
A Fallen One with a hideous face, a strange devil tattoo on his forehead, grayish-white skin, and pitch-black eyes said pensively, "You mean you couldn't attack your opponents and could only watch them slip away? You really are useless. Fallen Ones-Fallen Ones, indeed."
The other Fallen One leader said respectfully, "My lord, please allow us to continue the search... We will certainly find that lowly man. Please believe in our abilities."
The Fallen One, whose face was pale and whose skin was snow-white, said softly, "All right, there's no need to pursue him. He isn't someone we can handle. Return to the base and report first. I'll report this personally. This matter isn't simple, and I need to discuss it. How does that sound?"
The six Fallen One leaders murmured their assent and slowly backed away, then vanished into the thick fog in a flash.
The man in white said under his breath, "They're already dead, my poor children... I won't let that bastard go. I absolutely won't let that lowly bastard go. I swear I'll tear him apart and feed him to the dogs. I'll make sure he never rises again for all eternity. I'll grind his bones to dust and scatter his ashes."
A beautiful young woman beside him wrapped her arms around his arm. "Darling, don't worry. I made preparations long ago. One of our Family's ancestors has already advanced successfully."
The man in white stroked the beautiful young woman's silky hair with satisfaction. "My father once saved his granddaughter, so he owes my Family a favor. Hehehehe. When that fellow receives his punishment, I'll make