Part 9


    The town of Faltra——


    At the center of the west plaza, a pillar of light stood.


    The people that were trembling with fear from the unexpected sounds of battle this time panicked wondering what was going on and started to run away.


    Making the air quiver, particles of light formed into two people’s worth of silhouettes.


    When the pillar of light vanished, in its place, there was a black clothed Demon, and an Elf girl that had her eyes wide open and was trembling.


    Diablo surveyed the surroundings.


    He hadn’t come here before, but it was the plaza.