Devil's Advocate

Belzebub and Asmo, consumed by fear, fled in desperation, their dark forms blurring as they sprinted through the valley.

The canyon walls seemed to close in around them, their shadows stretching ominously across the ground. They darted between ancient rock formations, their footsteps echoing off the stone as they desperately sought escape.

Above, the Transcendants continued to land, their radiant bodies illuminating the top hills like celestial beacons. Their eyes burned with unwavering determination, fixed intently on the fleeing Devils.

With each landing, the ground trembled, the air vibrating with an otherworldly energy that seemed to weaken Belzebub and Asmo's dark powers.

As they fled, the canyon itself appeared to turn against them. Rocks tumbled from the walls, blocking their path, and the wind howled with a mournful cry, as if the land itself was warning them of their impending doom.

The Devils stumbled, their footing unsure, their dark energies faltering in the face of the