The warm sunlight of the Demon Kingdom felt different from the ethereal glow of Meridia's domain. It was harsher, more real, yet somehow comforting in its familiarity.
As Jax materialized on the highest balcony of the Demon King's Palace, the weight of his responsibilities settled back upon his shoulders like a well-worn cloak.
The crystal orb beneath his shirt pulsed gently with Meridia's divine mana, a constant reminder of everything that had happened over the past few days.
"Paperwork," he muttered to himself with a wry smile, "Sabrina must be so eager to see me back,"
He said, knowing there was a-lot of stuff she would have to say to him about anything that happened since he had left.
Jax didn't think too much of it and began walking through the palace's corridors, servants bowing respectfully as he passed them by.
