The Hell Lord flapped his broad, bat-like wings and flew towards the Red Dragon.
...
Above the blood-red sky of Aphernas, a majestic giant dragon cast a massive shadow over the scarred battlefield.
"It's finally over."
Cassius gazed down at the battlefield gradually becoming clearer, a slight smile forming at the corner of his mouth, and a sulfuric breath fuming from his nostrils, a rare look of relaxation on his dignified dragon face.
Suddenly, he felt a gaze full of anger and jealousy coming from afar, so the Red Dragon turned his head to see the source of the gaze.
"Heh, so it's that cheap ally of mine, it's time to return seventy percent of the Hell Authority," Cassius withdrew his gaze, thinking to himself.
Under the effect of the Power of Oath-breaking, that contract in the eyes of the Red Dragon was actually just a piece of paper, without any binding power.
But Cassius was not yet willing to expose his ability, let alone completely fall out with Piere.
