Azazel is walking in to the loboratory, some of the Principles around the preserved body of Enayah, Azazel puts Ezra down next to her.

"Fetch the rest of the principles, Astaroth." Azazel orders sternly.

"Leviathan wishes to fetch them all, as the lord of Justice, i refuse to bow to the orders of the immoral and dirty. One such as yourself holds no respect from me, thus, your commands hold no value." Says the Principle of Justice while playing with a coin, wearing a mask on the half of his face.

The mask is a theater mask that expresses a joyful face while the other half of his face displays sorrow.

"Leviathan? She is more diligent than before, i see. I can see why she was given the title of the Lord of Ignorance, her only redeeming quality is her strength." Says Azazel with a small smile.

"First time i will ever agree with you, perhaps that is why she is ranked eighth of the Principles." Astaroth replies.

The rest of the principles walk through the door, all quietly and slowly marching in beside each other.

"Azazel! What is the occasion? Something went well i suppose?" Baal rests his arm on Azazel's shoulder.

Azazel takes his arm off and grips it tightly, "get away from me, fool."

"Enough with the needless quarreling, why have you called, lord Azazel?" Asks the Principle of Harmony.

She wears a distinct leasurely robe with high heels, standing in the middle of the room in a dress as dark as midnight that showcases her slim figure with eyes crimson red and hair like the silver moon.

"Yes, we demand answers! You removed me from some quality time with my servants so you better speak quickly!" The Principle of Control pouts with her arms folded, she wears a waffle robe as if she just got out of the shower. Her orange hair tied in a ponytail.

"I personally don't care, i have all the time this world can offer." The Principle of Eternity walks up and looks down at Ezra's body with his emerald eyes.

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"Most likely something to do with Ezra?" The Principle of Wealth says quietly, his golden black robe shining in contrast with the dark room.

"Indeed, lord Lucifer commands that the next step in our plan is to cemmence, Belphagor, you can continue." The Principle of Eternity nods to Azazel's words, he tells the other Principles to leave the room and begins using some of his Lightning power for a mechanism.

Johan is sitting in a bar in a mountain village when Qiang asks him a question.

"Do you wish to join my adventure team?"

Johan nods quickly and without hesitation.

"Tell me kid, why'd you start adventuring?" He asks with a serious expression.

"For a friend... He intrusted me with his revival, due to a bond..." Johan replies quite mournfully.

"Revival? I'm afraid i don't know about any of that... But the Silver Fang guild might, they dabble in all sorts of rituals and are quite loaded with money, it's very likely they know someone that can help you."

"Really? Could i really revive him?!" Johan's face lights up.

"Good luck convincing them though, they will kill you without a second thought if you so much as dare ask a favor of them. Unless they see you as useful, of course."

"So... There is no hope?" Johan's face turns sad upon hearing such words.

"Don't worry kiddo! All is not lost! We are gonna be going on a little expedition to a Silver Fang member, perhaps she could help you...? She is a former principle after all."

"Former... Principle...? Are we gonna fight her?"

"You're such a battle hungry child, i love it! But no, we will try to avoid a fight, even then, we could still end up in a battle so prepare yourself."

"Why are we going to her?"

"Information regarding a certain incident... And some investigation. That said, we should probably go, the sooner the better." The whole group packs up their things and pay for the drinks, gesturing for Johan to follow as he apears lost in thought.

They leave the bar and walk through the village slowly, the festival is still in full swing and the whole place is lively with mean people talking and dancing outside.

"What happened here, might i ask?" Johan looks up at Qiang with a cold and confused look.

"The festival, you mean? It happens once a month, i come here from time to time to enjoy myself." He says with a wide smile.

"Uh... This might sound rude... But... Why do you keep your eyes closed?"

"My eyes? I got blinded in battle, nothin' major. I can still see through sensing manna, its like i'm not even blind at all!" He laughs loudly and many people in the group laugh behind them.

They walk onward through the gates and leave into the forest, walking quietly with nothing but the shushing sound of the ankle-tall grass beneath their feet.

Qiang turns his head forward with a cold glare and takes off running the group runs as well, only leaving Johan behind. As Johan walks he picks up a scent of smoke in the air, his heart sinks into his feet and he forces his already tired body to run.

He gets closer only to see a burning village in a valley, Johan then stands on the cliff overlooking the village, along with the whole group staring down in horror.