The demon servants soon returned, carrying drinks alongside round, glossy treats nestled on an ornate silver tray.
"Oh, are these some of those otherworldly snacks you demons produce?" Tega asked, reaching for one of the delicate pastries set before him.
Zack chuckled. "Otherworldly? I suppose that's not entirely wrong." He plucked one off the tray. "They were quite popular in Tigris—called creampuffs. A small luxury."
Tega and his butler eyed the foreign snack with mild curiosity, but their attention was soon drawn elsewhere.
One of the female servants stepped forward, presenting Zack with a clear orb the size of a clenched fist.
"What is that, Demon King?" Tega asked, immediately intrigued.
Zack's playful expression faded into something more serious. "This," he said, "is what I wanted to show you."
He released the orb, and it hovered midair with unnatural stillness.
