Chapter 720: Rogue Demon
Fable slowed as we reached the peak of a hill overlooking the valley. It was some miles away, yet I could make out the shapes of the massive evolved demons. One, a vaguely humanoid giant with four arms, towered above the rest, perhaps a hundred feet tall.
"That one’s new," I said.
Fyren shrugged. "Demon gates have been appearing all over. It’s natural some of them have brought more Devoted."
"So they’re all gathering here? Will I have to give them my mark?" I asked.
"Assuming they accept it. Mine were bound to me, thus followed my command in accepting you as their master. It will be up to the leaders of the newcomers whether they trust you enough to give you the mark. But I wouldn’t worry about their obedience, mark or otherwise. The Devoted will serve you."
A sudden burst of aura swept over us. Fable kicked off the ground, redirecting his momentum sideways. I screamed, holding on for dear life as we landed atop a hillside some hundred yards away. The ground erupted in shadow and dust from where we’d been standing just a second ago. The resulting shockwave smashed against my wards, nearly rupturing them.
"S-seventh-level," I gasped, choking for breath.
"Stay here. All of you." Fyren said, drawing his sword. "This won’t take long."
He jumped off Fable, soaring to the rising plume of dust and shadow. Elise and R’lissea drew close, gripping their mana tightly.
"What’s happening? Who is it?" Elise asked.
I shook my head. "I don’t know. It’s a demon, but they don’t have a presence or mark. I didn’t even feel them till right before they attacked."