Kapitel 182: To the Divine Throne

"I will give you a chance to explain yourself," High Arbiter Elek said, looming over me stiffly.

I remained on my knees before him, my tail twisting nervously. The soldiers of the Last Light Company stood around us in a loose ring, solemn and silent as the grave. Their weary countenances were torn by conflict, an uncertain glow in their eyes. The arbiter's wings fanned out behind him, rustling in agitation as he folded his arms, staring down at me. 

"It was the only way," I whispered, not daring to meet any of their eyes.

Alex snorted, standing beside Connor outside the ring. "As if we can believe a story like that. Even if you could use infernal mana, how could you possibly kill a sixth-level demon? Not even Soltair can beat a demon at the same level by himself, so how could you when you're so much weaker?"