บท 428: || Chapter 417 || Too Easy

The abysmal portal writhes within a ring of a glowing red cloud, eerily whispering like echoes within a deep cave. It hovered, exuding malevolent auras, behind the she-demon. 

Give up? She loathed his words. It mocked her whole being and her entire purpose. 

Moulin didn't even flinch at the vicious gaze directed to him. She couldn't wait to swallow him whole, bone and all. Tear his skin, maul his flesh. He could already sense her twitching with immense urge. 

One of the children, hovering above the circle, moaned in pain, tearing up as his eyes refused to shut. 

"Let them go." Moulin spoke. When her eyes narrowed, he continued. "You have nowhere to run."

"Hah!" She scoffed. "I am almost finished! No matter what happens to me, my brothers and sisters will descend upon this land and ravage your city. There will be nothing left! And there will be nothing you can do!"