บท 1063: Claw. Bite. Raw.

The darkened skies rolled, causing the once pitch black to radiate outward with a bloody red.

"I've met stupid people before, but this is the first time I've met so many in a single place." Dyon sneered as the blood red spear between his hands grew longer. With each passing moment, it was as though his image and that of a Demon Lord were slowly fusing and finally becoming one.

Dyon's gaze suddenly quickly shifted from Sokzac, completely ignoring him and focusing on the Mother who he could clearly see was trying to escape while everyone was distracted.

After feeling the power of Dyon's "backer", the Mother realized that this situation had gone south. She had hoped that Sokzac would kill Dyon in their confrontation, then everything could go back to normal. But, she realized that her thinking was too naïve.