Infinity: Rising of the Soul Weavers

"Lady Raven," Abbadon bowed deeply to his mistress as a small, yet proud, smile painted his face, "I have taken care of Silver's subordinates, but unfortunately, he was able to escape. 

"However, rest assured that I know his roundabouts. Additionally, I believe that I can take care of him on my own, there's no need for you to tire yourself, my mistress."

"Ho~ is that so?" Raven asked while slowly approaching Abbadon. She wasn't smiling. No, her expression was enough to fill the daemons and their subordinates' hearts with fear.

"Yes, mis-" SLAP!!

Widening his eyes in surprise, it took Abbadon a few moments to realise what had just happened.

Looking up from his position, he watched as his mistress had a frown on her face while massaging her hand. 

"This is the last time you ever act on your own accord, am I making myself clear, Abbadon?" Raven spoke in a serious tone.

The army behind her felt pitiful and sorry for Abbadon who thought that he was doing a wonderful job. But at the same time, almost everyone was wondering what would happen next.

Seeing that Abbadon has now shifted his gaze towards his mistress, they all readied themselves to fight him, thinking that someone of his status would never allow himself to be humiliated in such a manner.

After all, they've all seen his power's first hand, but the same could not be said for their mistress. And although they believed in her prowess, they knew not to underestimate Abbadon.

"Are you deaf?" Raven said to the frozen Abbadon. "Am I making myself clear? You're not allowed to move a finger without my permission, do you understand?"

Holding their breaths, the army watched with their hearts racing. The only person who knew the outcome of this encounter was Maeve who only smiled.

"Yes, Lady Raven," Abbadon finally spoke with his head down in shame and disappointment. "I shall never act on my own accord, and I shall never lift a finger without your permission, my kind mistress."

Hearing that, everyone seemed to blink twice to make sure that they weren't imagining things.

'You need to learn that our mistress wishes for order, Abbadon, you can't act on your own since that's the key for chaos.' Maeve thought to herself feeling bad for her senior. 'I do find it pitiful though... that you had to be the one to receive our mistress's punishment. After all, amongst us, you're the one who loves her the most…'

"Good," Raven said while turning around with the frown still on her face. 'Thank you, Tu, for letting me borrow your strength for a second there…'

[The Blessing: The Sacred Contract of the Crimson Monarch has been externally deactivated]

'Ah, no worries,' Tu smiled while deactivating his blessing.

"Now, give your report, Abbadon," Raven continued while feeling bad for him. 'I only did this to teach you, and everyone else, that you can't get arrogant for whatever little power you have.

'Someone out there is more powerful than you are and one slip like this one is enough to get you killed… 

'And I'm sorry if I'm selfish, but I will not lose anyone, ever again…' Of course this thought never left her mind.

"Yes, mistress," Abbadon said, feeling that uttering the name of his mistress is a disgrace for her now. Especially, after he had acted independently the way he did. 'How could I act as if my mistress did not exist? 

'What was I thinking, going out on my own without asking the permission of the person I admire the most?

'How could I disregard the opinion of my ruler? The one who has every right over my life? What a disgrace I am…' Abbadon could not believe his own actions now that he took a second to think about them.

"Nothing is certain," he started his report, focusing back on his mistress while only looking at her shoes as he felt that he wasn't worthy of admiring her face anymore. "But from my knowledge, and considering the fact that I have eliminated every one of his subordinates, my best guess would be that Silver is currently with Yellow, the Sin of Greed."

"I see," Raven simply said while consulting Kayla and thinking about the next steps. 'Something doesn't set right, how did Silver escape Abbadon who had just displayed such powers?

'Also, what does Silver wish to accomplish by escaping to Yellow's palace if it's the first place Abbadon would think to chase after? No… something is not right-'

Just as she thought that, a thunderous explosion blinded everyone as it was aimed to take their lives.

Activating their mana barriers, Abbadon and Raven were able to stop the attack in its tracks.

Looking upwards in the sky, Raven saw a figure flying in the air, two pairs of feathery wings beating behind them.

"Looks like all of the troublemakers are in one spot," the voice called. "Perfect! It's payback time!"

With that, the figure disappeared and reappeared in front Abbadon as a sonic punch connected to the latter's jaw.

Abbadon stood his ground and took the hit head on. The shockwave alone was enough to create countless cracks and fissures in the already broken ground. 

As a result, some parts turned into pure dust that covered the area, reducing visibility even more.

The figure forced a difference in mana concentration that made the dust clear away, making way for Abbadon's face to become apparent.

"You haven't moved an inch!" The figure exclaimed. "This is it! Just like the old times! Give it to me Black! Give me your wrath, and your hatred! I want it all!"

'Is this it?' Abbadon uttered in disgust. The pain in his heart was more than enough to make this punch look like a child's play. 

Looking at his mistress, humbly, she simply nodded. 

"Thank you, my kind mistress," he said with a bow, ignoring the figure. Looking at her attire, he was happy that dust was nowhere to be found on her. It meant that his little barrier had gotten the job done.

"You're Silver, I'm assuming?" Abbadon asked while slowly dusting himself off. 

"Tch, yeah don't tell me you don't remember the taste of my punch?" He asked, almost offended. "Also, what's up with that attitude of yours?"

"Nothing of your concern," He replied. "Oh, and my name is Abbadon. It's a dear name to my heart, gifted by the mistress that I adore, so you better respect it."

"Oh, that makes sense!" Silver said. "You did try to protect her last time."

Looking at Silver's new form Abbadon seemed slightly confused since his wings weren't demonic, but rather looked closer to the angelic kin.

"Seems like you're far away from home, don't you say?" Abbadon asked while cracking his knuckles and neck. 

He was mainly hinting that an angel should be in the celestial plane and not the demons'. He wanted to extract as much information as possible, for his mistress's sake. 

"Heh~ seems like you're not just a stupid demon after all," Silver teased. "Yes, I'm far superior to all of you. I had to consume a demon lord to regain a portion of my power, thus allowing me to get back my real form.

"So, you've concluded right, I am an angel and I am going to conquer the Demon Plane, now bow to me!" Saying that, he spread his wings even wider as a big confident smile painted his face.