"Darkreign Keep," Luke said, looking around the circle of apostles. The fire flickered on their faces, illuminating their intent gazes.
"The World Barrier?" Edrin asked. "How is that a secret? You went on a suicide mission to attain that."
"The world barrier is just the start. But it will also be the end. For the church."
"How does that make sense? It's taken us years to secure our grip over the northern continent," Evla said.
"But now we have the horde, ten million strong. And while scions and evolved demons cannot fight without leadership, we have six demon lords and the seven of us."
"Seven? You mean six?" Kislee asked. "The Fire apostle hasn't exactly been keen on contributing."
"Besides, it's going to take all of us to destroy the church's defenses at Darkreign Keep, and maybe that won't be enough. How many ninth-level beings do they have defending it? Can we even kill one of them?" Edrin asked.
