He had failed.
Miserably.
But it wouldn't happen again.
He'd make sure to get rid of every liability.
He would make sure not to attract attention.
He'd give them time to grow strong again.
To get used to this world.
Then they'd strike.
And the mortals would fall, bowing and cowering in fear at their feet.
They would lay waste to this world.
They would turn it into a raging Inferno, a wasteland of lost souls and misery.
They'd get their revenge, in blood and despair, ashes and destruction.
The mortals would pay.
Oh, yes, they would pay...