The Author's POV

"Whooooo!"

The Abyssal Mammoth raised its tusk into the air and let out a ferocious cry, much like the way a trumpet would sound. Simultaneously, its body raised up on its two legs―exposing its fluffy underbelly in the process—with its legs smashing down against the ground when coming down.

Rumble! Rumble!

The cave began to shake as a result of the mammoth's violent movements, and the color of the mammoth's eyes shifted to an ominous crimson hue.

"Not good; it's agitated!"

"The cave will collapse at this rate!"

Confronted with an unexpected circumstance, the demons began to panic a little. However, the panic didn't last too long. After all, they were all seasoned veterans.

It didn't take long before the order was restored, and immediately after, every demon began forming formations and barking orders at each other.

"Aim for the underbelly! That's its weak point!"

"Make sure you don't kill it!"

"Coming!"

Boom―!

The cave began to shake once more, and the combatants on both sides—the mammoth and the demons—engaged in a struggle with one another.

'This is worse than I anticipated..."

As I turned my head to look at Amanda, I heaved a sigh of exasperation and gazed at her with a frown.

It wasn't just her; everybody else was affected by it as well. They were getting to the point where they were a real pain to deal with.

...but I couldn't really blame them, to be honest. It was my choice to bring them along, and I was aware from the very beginning that the more mana, or demonic energy, they used, the more their minds became corrupted by the demonic energy.

It was also the reason why I avoided using my powers as much as possible.

Really...

If there was anyone to blame, it was me.

Xiu―! Xiuuuu―!

"Whoooooo!"

Amanda's arrows tore through the air as she continued to shoot in the direction of the mammoth. They rode through the air like silver bullets, arriving at the beast in a matter of seconds.

Ca―! Clank!

Unfortunately, when they collided with the mammoth's hide this time, unlike her first attempt, the arrows were deflected away and sent careening aimlessly toward the ground.

I wasn't surprised by this.

After all, there was a significant gap in the level of strength that existed between the Mammoth and Amanda. The simple fact that she had been successful in obtaining a hit in the first place was mind-boggling in itself.

Of course, it would have never occurred if it had not been caught off guard. But that was the whole point.

"Are you not going to make a move?"

asked, observing the battlefield from

quite a while for them to get rid of the beast. If you

"I guess..."

agreeing with her

to observe from the back. My eyes currently focused

could make the same argument for the Duchess. If she were to

as strong as the

omit

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Clank―!

"Whooooo!"

the hard fur of the mammoth, which further enraged it and caused it to trash around with

violently, and the stalactites that hung above the ceiling of the cave began to fall like

formations—which, given the dense nature of the rock that was used to construct the cave, held an incredible amount of weight—came hurtling down toward a series

"Argh!"

"Watch out!"

not a pretty one as dark blood spattered all over the cavern, and the

fact that their cores were not damaged, but

the sheer size of the stalactites made sure that no demon survived, smashing their cores alongside

demons have fallen

from a

gaze continued to linger over the mammoth as her eyes her glare became

about ten Marquis

replied, seemingly prepared for

"Ten already?"

frown appeared on Priscilla's pristine features

was more than she had

is due to none other than the premature shot that was made at the very

"Enough!"

cut, her expression remaining the same. The same couldn't be said for her voice as a bone-chilling coldness accompanied her

to test them. If it were up to me, I'd have killed the beast a while

Sure, if she were alone, it'd prove to be an annoying

answer was enough to appease her uncle

a brief moment as he once again opened

"Yes, I know, but—"

"Did the shot miss?"

gaze focused on the hooded figure that had shot the mammoth in

a point to keep a close eye

out of spite or annoyance. It was more out of

The hooded's figure

she liked courageous soldiers, it didn't mean she liked reckless ones. Had the individual missed, it would've been a whole different

shot, they did nothing wrong. For those who died...they were merely

adapt

advantage. It was now up to them to exploit

right side! At its belly! That's its weak

once again caught Priscilla's attention as she slowly turned her

'Another hooded figure?'

she noticed that the person who had yelled was donning a black hood, the same kind of hood as the one that belonged to the person who had fired the

that she was giving seemed

its right side, you fuckwit! That's where the mammoth's blind

were rather

leisurely approached the beast, walked up to it, and then made

chaos, or the figure's skills, or perhaps both, but much to her

SHAAA!