บท 612: Dinner Plans

On a barren planet hovering just above the ever expanding Tehom, the surface was undergoing some very dramatic and long lasting alterations.

It was a scene that would be hard for the untrained eye to even begin to follow; for the two co-conspirators were simply moving at too unbelievable a speed and leaving only destruction in their wake.

One was a very tall old man with rusty orange hair and dark brown scales the color of dirt that covered his entire body. He was muscle on top of muscle, and in terms of stature, he taller than his opponent by an entire head.

The other being was a man of a slightly smaller build, and laden with golden scales. An insignia of a bull-like demon was burned across his bare chest, and his snowy white hair was tied neatly behind his head.

Most old men who were conscious about their health would have been walking around neighborhoods with five pound weights to stay in shape.