A few hours had passed, and by now, they had made their way back to the capital of the Demonic Lands, Brightspire.
Just like Mal'Tharan, it was carved into a mountain. However, the sheer size of the mountain was at least several times larger than the one he had seen earlier.
Rael gulped audibly as he trailed behind Lilith.
Ever since he had become a Darkness Demon, she had turned quiet and occasionally mumbled some words he couldn't understand.
And that's a bit strange because my Draconic Intelligence stat gives me the ability to understand every single Ancient Language there is.
But not the one she was speaking, apparently.
Still, while he followed her into the capital city, he decided to take a glance at a few pop-ups in particular.
I really thought this wouldn't be possible, but...
