Steven's Perspective:-

"Roger that, " everyone replied as they woke up from their slumber. "What about me? Can I help as well?" Sheeran asked. Quentin, the red pillar said, "Are you sick or something, Kid? the 'Devil Invoking Ritual' was about to commence tomorrow, which means you haven't unlocked your powers yet, and it would be best if you didn't do so-" Halvdan landed his elbow right into Quentin's nose and he groaned in pain. "We aren't supposed to talk about it, you moron," Halvdan said. "Don't mind him, Lewis, he just has a big mouth," Allesandro said. 

"I am very much aware that you want to help us, Sheeran, you can help in reconnaissance but it's just not the right time!" I said and started walking towards him "I regret doing this to you, so please forgive me," I said while keeping my right hand on his shoulder. I tightened my grip and launched and tapped the back of his neck with my middle and ring finger. His eyes started spinning and he collapsed to the ground, "What was that..." he said and fainted. "I actually blocked your Mana network right behind your neck temporarily," I said and lifted him. "He shouldn't be able to wake up for at least 2 days now! Don't you think it was too far-fetched?" Hera asked. 

"It was necessary," I replied and closed my eyes for a moment. A transparent cuboidal open box appeared in front of me just briefly. "Quentin, I need your help!" I said and placed Sheeran inside the box. "I got it!" He said and pointed his palm towards the Sheeran. "Now!" he yelled. The box filled with water in a blink of an eye. "What is it for?" Quincey asked. 

"Just try to touch the box and you will see," Quentin said. Quincey moved towards the box and tried to touch it, Suddenly there was a deafening and angry roar, which came from the box. A serpent-like figure appeared from the box and launched itself towards Quincey. She stretched her right hand ahead and a stone wall appeared. "You have installed this creature to protect him?"She asked. "Well, we don't have any choice, to be honest. It's the Sea dragon's grandson." Quentin said and as he completed the serpent broke the wall and disappeared. "That's quite reassuring," Quincey said sarcastically.

"Well, we should get moving, the situation outside isn't good," I said and we raced towards the gate leaving Sheeran with the Mini Sea Dragon. I explained to everyone what actually had happened, about the giant guy and then the spinning dude. All of them seemed a bit of after they were trapped inside their own minds. After all, they had trained day and night to tackle situations like this. 

All of us reached the main exit of parliament. It seemed my pain had somehow suppressed a bit but it was still around. Quentin advanced toward the door and tried to open it. "It won't move!" He said pushing it still with all his strength. "I sense mana chains binding the door from outside, no doubt it was done by the infiltrator to slow us down," Hera said harnessing the powers of Belphegor, the demon inside her which helped her to view mana projections which are usually invisible to naked eye.

"I see, Quincey, try to use your psychic abilities and show us what's going on outside." Jaggs maintained his calmness. Quincey approached the door and touched it for a while she suddenly opened her eyes and was air yeeted away from the door. She crashed to the floor and tears started running out of her eyes. "Go on speak up!" Henry insisted. "See it yourself!" she said, as she moved her hands to the right and a huge translucent screen appeared from the walls. I could clearly see the sense of despair and fear in her eyes. 

"Quentin shower some water on the screen!" Jaggs said. "Quentin did as told while Quincey managed herself and looked at the screen with a piercing gazing, tears running down her cheeks. Her eyes suddenly turned black as the screen turned on. Quincey had transferred a small chunk of her memories into the screen. The video started and the scenes which we saw in it were nothing less than the depiction of an actual Warfield. The sky had turned blood red, not a single trace of trees and houses was to be seen. The citizen's bodies lay cold on the ground. No one was spared not even children. Minion-like creatures roam all around the grounds. 

So much had happened in this short span? How is this even possible? All of this seemed like a nightmare, The incident with Sheeran, two Unidentified beings attacking Zillion and now this. My mind seemed to grow more and more repressive as I stood there doing nothing. "I will avenge them!" I roared and called upon Belial's trident, one of the sharpest weapons ever in history, used by Belial one of the legion leaders of the devils. It was one of the 5 holy tridents which are said to maintain and regulate Mana flow all over the Omniverse. Belial gave it to Paimon right after his death in the great Multiveral war.

"Hold on Steven this might be a trap, the enemy set to lure all of us in," Allesandro said to whom I paid no attention as I advanced towards the door. "It doesn't matter Capone they attacked our hometown, we won't let them escape!" Quentin said and forged ahead with me towards the door along with the 'Mystical trident of eternity' another of the 5 tridents. Both of us raced to the door and made two very precise cuts on it. The door exploded from the immense mana flowing through. Both of us raced out and the others followed. 

When we reached the outdoors we got a surprise. The city outside was completely in a normal state as if nothing had happened to it. I was relieved and confused at the same time, and so were the others. The people outside came racing towards us asking if everything was alright. The time was around 10:30 pm at that time. "Yeah, everything is fine! We just had a little misunderstanding." Jaggs said controlling the situation.

The crowd dissipated and we were left in the space full of questions. Were we hallucinating? Was that attack real? I had a wild thought and I ran up to the room where the fight took place. As I suspected the glass through which the spinning guy had entered was still intact. Also the room was in a good shape, which it shouldn't be after what had just happened. Sheeran was still lying there in his cryosleep. 

In no time the others followed, "Quincey, you are sure about what you saw outside, aren't you?" I asked on which she replied with a confident yes. "I am not getting it! What the fuck is happening here." Quentin punched the wall besides him. "I am sure that I fought those guys, they were very much real to be honest. I still have the broken ribcage and kneecap you see." I said. 

We all sat at the round table where we were previously having our meeting. There was a ghastly silence all around the room, except for the soft rattling noise I was making with my fingers on the table. "You had any conversation with the infiltrator, Steven?" Halvdan asked. 

"Well yes, but he was talking non sense. He probably mistook me with some other guy by the name of Steven Clovis. He said that I died, killed to be exact by some woman. He might be high on some intergalactic stuff, I guess. " I said and everyone started looking at me with gaze full of fear. "What is it?" I asked but there was no response. "Guys snap out of it." I said and they came back to their senses. "What was that?" I asked. 

"Nothing, we were just-" Jaggs halted as the door opened. It was Noelle, she was filled in tears as she seeked me in the room. She came and hug me tight, as her tears rolled down her eyes on to my shirt. "Calm down Noelle. What is it?" I asked as I consoled her rubbing my hand over her head. "It's Sheeran, I told him to stay at home while I went to drop the girls." 

"Don't worry, he is with us" I said.