Outside the heavy golden gate of the Sinola Special Prison Cell in the fifth floor below Herram Prison.
Hyperion watched as the Great Love Poet and Antanas entered the semi-transparent boundary of the prison cell, a lump forming in her throat.
Even during their previous time at Purgatory Corridor Academy, they hadn't come into contact with a real, unfamiliar ancient Great Demon Clan.
The Bingxue Witch, knowing that Hyperion had grown up in human society and was unfamiliar with the culture of the Demon Race Kingdom or the characters and behaviors of the upper-class Aristocrats of the Demon World, had emphasized to her—
For the Demon Tribe, taking away the lives of other creatures doesn't need reason, nor does it clog their conscience. If they get a sudden whim, they act on it.
Even though at times, members of the Demon Tribe appear to hide their nature and try to act like humans, in reality, they're just two types of human-shaped beings that happen to look alike.