A Feast to be Finished

Sagan's brows lifted as they were brought into question. Well, he couldn't blame Luca. The last time, they left Noah to fend for himself inside the Pandemonium. However, this time, they had a definite plan and had no intentions of leaving without succeeding. The legion of Sloth had been on a streak lately. It would be a shame if they stopped now because they grew scared.

"We will. However, I doubt we're going to be kept next to him. The last time, the person in charge of the Pandemonium skillfully separated Little Master and the hellhounds." Sagan smiled even if he was clear about what would happen if they did go with their Little Master. "Worry not, though. We're stronger than the hellhounds. They wouldn't be able to capture us as easily."

"More eyes to look, the better I think." Noah nodded at them. Unlike before he had the black diamond shard that would lead him around. This time, he only had a necklace that could kill the thing.