Bab 213: Fourth Stop - Wrath (3)

Zero yawned and stretched. He had a great night. Volcano spit-roast definitely made its way up to the top 100 of the best things Zero has eaten thus far. He wondered why it wasn't served at the Mega Gourmet competition.

Speaking of the feast, Zero felt as if his body was still not completely awake. Certain spots in his vision were still hazy and Zero couldn't control his legs very well when he tumbled out of bed. The world spun on a strange axis and the boy felt as if it might be easier walking upside-down.

Baal was still soundly asleep when he heard a thud. He tried opening his eyes and groaned almost at once when a sharp pain hit him hard. It had been too long since he last hung out with Amon. The memories were scattered but the Demon Lord managed to piece together the fragments of what happened at the feast last night before adrenaline started pumping through his veins.