The Eonic Fist was a thing of utter destruction. One moment, Beelzebub was a demonic figure whose evil shook the world, and in the next, she was nothing but an errant memory on the verge of completely being extinguished.
Beelzebub felt herself being erased from all things in that moment. She looked at the Failed Prince, and in that moment, she remembered the offer that the Failed Prince made to her in the beginning. The man had offered her a position beside him if she were only to surrender to his power. She had refused this absurd offer due to pride and arrogance. She had not even given the offer a second thought, but right now, she could no longer stop herself from seeing how kind this offer had been. It was the best offer she could have been given to end this war, and yet she had spurned it back to the person who had been so kind.
Right now, she did not hesitate as she opened her mouth and spoke out loud. "I surrender to you. I accept your offer," she cried out.
