Once again Damon found himself out in the forest with Abellona, the Valtheron princess known for her beauty and destructive capabilities.
Seeing the lush forest and feeling the fresh humid breeze, Damon felt a sting in his chest and a deep-seated grudge.
The last time he was outside, Ashcroft had toyed with him and showed off his overwhelming powers. Damon had felt the insurmountable gap in strength between the demon lord of domination and himself.
"Tsk." He clicked his tongue. He wasn't even sure he would win if they were the same rank. This must have been how the Ascendants felt when they fought the Outsiders.
Even at the same rank, the Outsiders had more experience and knew what higher levels of power were like, having already touched them themselves.
That was Damon's dilemma.
'No... it's future Damon's problem.'
For now, he only needed to focus on the task at hand.
