It turns out that Lilith was worthy of being called a leader after all.
At least for the stupid demons who kept blocking their way.
“Listen up, you little shits. I’m only going to say this once. Move or meet your end.” Liberty spat venom among the three gargantuan monsters with dark scales all over their puffed out chests. They were clad in silver armor, similar to the guards of the gates.
In Liberty’s opinion, they were tacky.
Their appearance didn’t suit the dark feel of the alley just a few feet from where the prison cell was erected. Where he and his mini-team came from. The devil clicked his tongue as he stared at them from head to toe, judging their poor taste in clothing.
He thought that whoever allowed them to dress this way might have been going for a medieval feel, whic
