Chapter 212 - Zorath of Wrath

Jin's words—"Fuck off"—hung in the air, a defiant spark against the swirling darkness above Tsukumo Village. The hilltop battlefield was a wasteland, littered with demon ash, rocks shattered, and the river below churning under a sky choked with shadow. Zorath of Wrath, one of the Seven Heralds of the Abyss, towered before him, his monstrous form rippling with muscle and shadow, crimson flames licking his frame. His massive scythe pulsed with dark, fiery energy, scorching the air. The general's ember-like eyes widened, and a booming laugh erupted, shaking the hill. "No human has ever dared speak to me like that!" he roared, his voice a thunderclap that cracked the ground. "I am Zorath of Wrath, Herald of the Abyss, and my name strikes fear into hearts!" His scythe gleamed, flames flaring, as he stepped forward, the village below shrouded in shadow, its huts silent under the weight of his presence.