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

them to get rid of

"I guess..."

nodded, agreeing with

didn't move from my position and continued to observe

the Duchess. If she were to make a move,

as strong

omit

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Clank―!

"Whooooo!"

claws struck against the hard fur of the mammoth, which further enraged it and caused it to

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

the dense nature of the rock that was used to construct the cave, held an incredible amount

"Argh!"

"Watch out!"

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

some managed to survive due to the fact that their cores were not damaged, but those were in the

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

have

entire battlefield from

linger over the mammoth as her eyes her

about ten Marquis

replied, seemingly prepared for

"Ten already?"

on Priscilla's pristine features as her brows

more than she

his voice brimming 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

"Enough!"

expression remaining the same. The same couldn't be said for her voice as

If it were up to me, I'd have killed the

the beast was truly nothing for her to be wary of. Sure, if she were

answer was enough to appease her uncle for a brief

moment as he

"Yes, I know, but—"

"Did the shot miss?"

her uncle again; this time, her gaze focused on the hooded figure that had shot the

Duchess has made it a point to keep a close eye on the individual ever since

wasn't out of spite or annoyance. It was

to cowards. The hooded's figure

mean she liked reckless ones. Had the individual missed,

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

adapt to any situation that was presented

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

for its right side! At

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

'Another hooded figure?'

as a surprise to her when she noticed that the person who had yelled was donning a black hood, the same kind of hood

that the voice belonged to a woman based on how clear it was, and the instructions that she was giving seemed to be directed toward another hooded figure who had managed to get on

its right side, you fuckwit! That's where

words were rather harsh

beast, walked up to it, and then made its way

it was due to the chaos, or the figure's skills, or perhaps both, but much to her surprise,

SHAAA!