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?"

observing the

for them to get rid of

"I guess..."

agreeing with her

position and continued to observe from

the same argument for the Duchess. If she were to make a move, things

all, she's as strong as

omit

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Clank―!

"Whooooo!"

flew into the air as weapons and claws struck against the hard fur of the mammoth, which further enraged it and caused it to trash

and the stalactites that hung above the ceiling of the

to construct the cave, held an incredible amount of weight—came hurtling down

"Argh!"

"Watch out!"

as dark blood spattered all over the cavern, and the

some luck, some managed to survive due to the fact that their cores were

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

have

overlooking the entire battlefield from a safe corner of the

as her eyes her glare

far, we've lost about ten Marquis ranked demons, with several already

prepared for the question

"Ten already?"

on Priscilla's pristine features as her

was more than

with caution. "I believe that the reason for the losses is due to none other than the premature shot that was made at the very beginning. Had it not been

"Enough!"

couldn't be said

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

might've been troublesome, but the beast was truly nothing for her to be wary of. Sure, if she were alone, it'd prove to be an annoying foe for her...but she

appease her uncle for a brief

brief moment as he once again opened

"Yes, I know, but—"

"Did the shot miss?"

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

eye on

or annoyance.

The hooded's

she liked courageous soldiers, it didn't mean she liked reckless ones.

their shot, they did nothing wrong. For those who died...they were merely not

had to adapt to

gained a good advantage. It was now up to them to exploit that

for its right side! At

a loud shout coming from the distance that once again caught Priscilla's attention as she slowly

'Another hooded figure?'

to her when 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

clear it was, and the instructions that she was giving seemed to be

you fuckwit! That's where the mammoth's

words were rather

walked up to it,

skills, or perhaps both, but much to her

SHAAA!