“Shall we go?” I asked Father and Heather as we walked out the dark corridor of a container where the magic circle for teleportation is located, We're here in South Africa's port, on our way to meet with a guide, the guide to the organization with which we'll be making our initial connection. Father and Heather are the least busy demons after the transport of Enratas to Earth, the Alchemist were busy adapting Enratas to the harsh cold temperature of the Antarctic with magic since crops are unable to survive in such condition, while the contract holders had set out earlier than us to sought out those humans who had an ongoing contract, The Elders decided to stay in Enratas and continued to monitor the movement of the angels on the atmosphere, while the king stayed on the castle acti

