Videl sat on top of a mountain on one of the islands away from the West Neva continent. His expression was cold and had a hint of annoyance in it when he realized that he had lost his power that had been deeply rooted into Rasmus' body and Rullein's core. He was so close to controlling two powerful beings, but now he had lost both of them before he could see the seed he had planted to bloom.
"You failed..." Belial's voice was quiet.
"Failed you say?" Videl scoffed as he grabbed a piece of rock. "Failing one objective isn't a problem. As long as they're unaware of my intention, nothing will change," he smirked and coated the rock with hellfire before he threw it hard enough to reach the sea.
When the burning rock made contact with the water, it exploded and created a powerful and destructive explosion. The water reached the sky and created rain on the island, wetting the demons that crawled in the dark.
