"The attack from the Angels was too organized. It's obvious that someone in the demon army told the Angels something that allowed them to bring reinforcements that quickly. And since they had to have known about it at least half a day before we went on the attack to give the reinforcements enough time to arrive—"
"They had to have found out from someone who knew about the attack before the rest of the army. That means it has to be someone in the demon council that told them."
Mark grinned and nodded at Arit's correct deduction. He knew she would understand even without him having to lay it all out. Arit's brow furrowed into a frown, and after a while, Mark saw her baring her fangs angrily as she stared into space. He wondered what was going through her mind, and when he asked, Arit shook her head.
The previous demon lord was ambushed because one of his attacks on the angel army had ended up killling the king of the angels and the angels were willing to do anything for revenge.
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Author's rambling: Webnovel recenetly sent out an article to all authoers called 'Writing novels even if the world was ending' and the title made me realsie just how few day's off I've had in the past ten months. I'm puttig off opening the article cause i'm afraid it's some sort of voodoo charm to make us keep writing no matter what. It's almost like i have ptsd a this point.
My sister called me a slave to my imagination, and I feel like she has enver been more right than at that momnet.
P.S. Don't get me wrong thouhg, I love doing this shit. And if i'm goin to be a slave to something, I feel like there are far worse things ot be enslaved by than my imaginations.
Hope you all emjoyed the chapter.