A man with long, purple black hair stepped inside a dilapidated room with a sigh. He saw a man with features resembling his, except for his long, cobalt blue hair standing under the gaping hole in the roof. The mauve-coloured sky was seen through the broken roof, and it bathed Veau in a light that seemed to make the devil give off an melancholic aura.
"While you disappeared, once again," Zeau smiled genially, wiping the blood off his cheek. "We realised more of them have escaped down to the mortal realm."
The tracking seals he placed inside the room, Zeau knew they would be useless. After all, Veau simply swept them away and left the room of his own accord.
"It seems they are still trying to convince their previous ruler to return," Veau noted. "Just like that pitiful Mir."
"Or they might be trying to use that old-fashioned method."