The situation deteriorated so quickly that the Tower itself felt smaller.
Every time I arrived on one floor, another attack would begin somewhere else.
Every time I killed a group of Oracle members, a different group would appear three floors away.
Every time I thought we were finally catching up, another wave of player eliminations flooded the system.
The Oracle had stopped behaving like an organization.
They were behaving like a swarm.
"Abyssian."
The demon hummed lazily inside my mind.
"What?"
"Give Zeref a portal."
The silence that followed was almost comical.
Then he laughed.
"No."
"I'm not asking."
"Unfortunately, you never do."
The next moment a black-red abyssal circle appeared beneath Zeref's feet.
The fire mage blinked.
Then another portal opened twenty meters away.
Understanding immediately crossed his face.
Abyssian sounded deeply offended.
"I cannot believe I'm helping a second person."
"Good."
"I hate both of you."
The portal remained.
