Abasdarhon's Castle

Beleroth indifferently observed the aftermath of the recent battle. The only thing that could pique his interest were the mysterious black spheres, but that was just another item on the long list of changes in the mortals’ approach to warfare over the centuries he had spent in the bracelet. Otherwise, such battle results were extremely familiar to him, as his new master had correctly assumed.
— Undoubtedly, — the demon nodded, — in the end, your entire world is just one disgusting sight to me.