The Author's POV

Boom―!

The hall shook, and screams of agony echoed throughout. Blood splattered everywhere, and the tower began to tremble uncontrollably shortly thereafter.

Rumble―! Rumble―!

"Oh no."

"This is bad…"

Demons were the first to notice the condition of the tower, and their complexions changed instantly upon noticing the change that was happening.

Prince Plintus was among them, but I pressed my hand against his shoulder before he could even move.

"Let's stay here and have a look, shall we?"

His head turned to face me, and I returned it with a smile. It was nice to see such a strong demon look so panicked.

"…Let the others settle the matters. How about the two of us have a nice long cha―"

Swoosh!

A fist hurled my way before I could finish my sentence. The air around it twisted, and my hair blew back a little.

Staring at the approaching fist, my brows furrowed.

'How rude.'

I didn't even get the chance to finish my sentence…

Smack!

Before the fist could reach me, I smacked his forearm, redirecting the fist away from me, at which point he flapped his wings once, vanished from the location he was in, and reappeared at the opposite end of the hall.

"Uh? Where is he going?"

The most surprising thing was the fact that he vanished yet again, making me think that he had just run away from the fight, and the sight made my frown even deeper.

'Ah, right. He must be going there.'

realized the circumstances, my frown lines began to smooth

hard to see that

second passing, a demon would fall. The situation was dire for them, and with the overwhelming numbers we had, the battle

really mattered, however, was suffering the least amount of losses

in light of the impending Third Cataclysm. In particular, because the demons that

that

I returned my

there was one threat, it

I was successful in eliminating him, the

"Alright then."

limbs and

see exactly what

***

in a state of panic as he made his

"Haaa.... akh.. haa..."

streamed down his face, and his breathing grew increasingly

the heavier his legs felt, and the corridor before him seemed to stretch

'Damn it.'

could while flapping his wings to propel himself forward, his figure

surrounded his body, completely masking his entire presence so that no one could follow him. The Prince was confident in his cloaking skills. Even someone of the same level as

Swoosh! Swoosh!

'How has this happened?'

on him at this moment that

was leading the way into the trap, but things had taken

power... how is

about the situation was

one to create

shouldn't be something that

to achieve such a feat, and as

…So, how?

How was it possible?

"Huff... huff..."

caught off-guard, the

never thought he would have to put into

method were grave. The city he had built with so much effort would crumble before his very

of blood, sweat and tears into building it into

with His majesty in mind... for when the time came that he would, at last, arrive

his power to make the city one of the best there was, he had to force himself to watch it fall apart right in front

tore his heart to pieces, but he took comfort in the fact that he would finally be able to

can kill him... this

mind, convincing himself that the price was

to an abrupt halt before a large

light flooded out from it and shot toward a narrow hole atop the ceiling. The demonic energy around the beacon was

had taken a toll on him and all the other demons

wouldn't have been suffering