The Capital was in shambles, with guards running everywhere and citizens screaming for their lives. It was a shadow of its former self. Arthur and Seifer slipped through the shadows of the Dwarfen capital. The city was a labyrinth of stone and metal, its narrow alleyways echoing with the distant clamor of alarm bells. The king was dead, slain by their hands, and now they were fugitives in a city on high alert.

They moved swiftly, darting from shadow to shadow, their breaths ragged in the cold night air. The city was a maze, but they knew their way - they had planned this escape meticulously. Every turn, every alley, every hidden passage was etched into their minds.

Behind them, the royal palace was a beacon of chaos. Guards swarmed like angry hornets, their torches casting long, dancing shadows on the cobblestone streets. But Arthur and Seifer were already far away, slipping through the city's underbelly like ghosts.

Finally, they emerged on the outskirts of the city, where the stone gave way to rolling hills and open sky. There, bathed in the soft glow of the moon, stood Luna. Her eyes were wide with worry, but as she saw them, a wave of relief washed over her face.

"We did it," Arthur panted, his voice barely more than a whisper. "The king is dead."

Luna nodded, her gaze hardening. "Then let's not linger. We have to get back to the portal."

And with that, they disappeared into the night, leaving the Dwarfen capital and its fallen king behind. They had to get back to the portal and report back to the Demon King.

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"First Knight, have you heard the news of the death of the Dwarf king?"

"I have my King, we've found some leads on the situation for you. Citizens saw two cloaked figures running away from the Castle on the same night the King died, one had black skin presumably a demon, and the other one human."

"A human!? Why would a human participate and help the Demons?"

"We have no other leads on the situation, Sir. As for your question, it could be that this human signed a pact with a demon."

"That does sound most likely. Get Scarlett and Michael here."

"Will do, Your Majesty" The First Knight returned ten minutes later with Scarlett and Michael following close behind.

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"Are you sure Arthur died in the Demon Realm?" The King asked. Scarlett panicked for a second thinking they got found out but quickly recomposed herself.

"Yes Sir, we saw him get cut down by one of the generals."

"I see, then this person is someone we don't know about."

"What is going on, Your Majesty?"

"The Dwarf King has been assassinated by a Demon and one human."

"That can't be! The Dwarfs have excellent defenses, the best defenses out of all the Races, how could two people get through their thick defense?"

"We do not know, Scarlett. I have decided that you and Michael will be going back to the Demon Realm to inspect and find any information about this current situation."

"Yes, Sire" Scarlett gave a sly grin as she bowed and walked out, she was the one who instigated the plan to kill the Dwarf King after all. Michael was following behind her when he asked the important question.

"Do you think Arthur was the human that killed the Dwarf King?" He asked.

"Of course not, why would Arthur join with the Demons? He hates them more than anything." Scarlett said that but she was thinking the opposite. 'Was that the reason why they wanted him alive? Did they somehow make him into a brainless super soldier?'

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They stepped through the swirling darkness, feeling a surge of relief and pride. They had done what no one else could. They had killed the Dwarf king and weakened his realm. They had pleased the Demon King.

They emerged from the portal and saw him waiting for them. He was sitting on his throne, surrounded by his guards. His eyes were glowing with satisfaction, and his horns were shining with power. He looked at them with admiration, as if they were part of his best forces.

"You have done well," he said, his voice booming like thunder. "You have assassinated the Dwarf king, and sowed chaos and fear among his subjects. You have sparked a war that we will win. You have brought glory and honor to our name. You have served me."

They followed him and thanked him for his kindness. They had done their duty as the special force. But the Demon King was not naive. He knew that the Dwarves would not let this go unpunished. He knew that they would seek revenge, and rally their allies. He knew that a war was inevitable and that he had to prepare for it.

He had a plan. He had been secretly gathering his forces, and building his weapons. He had been forging alliances with other dark powers, and spreading his influence. He had been waiting for the right moment to strike, and now it had come.

He told them his plan. He told them that he was going to launch a surprise attack on Akippe and destroy it once and for all. He told them that he was going to unleash his army of demons and overwhelm their defenses. He told them that he was going to use his magic and unleash his power, and rain destruction upon their lands.

He told them that they were going to lead the attack. He told them that they were his most trusted and loyal servants and that he had chosen them for this honor. He told them that they were going to be his generals and command his legions. He told them that they were going to be his heroes, and make history.

They accepted his plan and prepared for war. They did not know that he was lying. They did not know that he had another plan. They did not know that he was going to betray them, sacrifice them, and use them. They did not know that he was the Demon king and that he had no friends, only pawns.