"Hey, kid. Do you want to be a hero?"
Azazel looked up at the white-haired teenager standing before him. The question caught him so off guard that he opened his mouth to answer—
Only for a piercing scream to interrupt them.
"Sai! I need support!"
Katarina was launched across the battlefield at sub-light speeds, her body tearing through the air before she slammed into a nearby mountain.
The entire mountain was reduced to dust.
"Huh!? I just buffed you a while ago!" Sai shouted, turning away from Azazel and immediately focusing on the battle he was supposed to be supporting.
Azazel stared at him for a moment.
Then he sighed.
He had a feeling this was going to be a long lesson.
It had all started innocently enough.
Or, at least, Sai had thought it would.
"...Let me get this straight."
Sai stared at the almost-forgotten devil standing before him: Azazel. Behind the boy stood the seven Devil Lords, all of whom appeared far too interested in what was about to happen.
