[A/N: This bonus chapter is thanks to Tercel98. Thank you so much man.]
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"You actually closed it."
Enigma stared at the empty space before turning toward Simon.
The young Daemon was slowly descending. His chest rose and fell heavily, and his fingers still trembled. When his feet touched the ground, he remained where he landed, taking several breaths before straightening.
UnholyRegeneration healed the minor injuries caused by the strain of closing the rift, and Devour restored his spent energy.
Enigma lowered himself beside him.
"The Abyss will genuinely cherish you, Blackmoon. Even if you had nothing else to offer, that spatial affinity alone would be enough."
Simon did not respond.
His gaze fell upon the severed upper half of the demon lying nearby. Blood had spread beneath it, darkening the dirt. Farther away, the demon who had lost an arm was being helped by another survivor.
Simon looked around.
