Asmodeus tapped the ground with his foot while thrumming his wings, each beat sending ripples through the air. The rhythm intensified, vibrating with a thunderous pulse as he launched skyward, splitting the air as he shot into the heavens like a crimson comet.
'Now then, let's deal with this damned wasteland.'
His winds spread apart, creating a sonic boom as the air vibrated from his sudden stop.
He gazed at the ground, noticing it looked strange. Parts of it were undulating and churning, different from the view from below. 'Strange, what is that?'
The winds in the air were violent and powerful, blowing against Asmodeus as he used his wings to guide himself closer to the direction where the broken earth appeared to move.
"I cannot wait to see what's down there."
Asmodeus curled his lips into a smirk, pushing his palms towards the ground.
A magical aura started to flow into him from the atmosphere, and his stomach pulsated as the dense power flowed into him.
