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.'

as I looked around and realized the circumstances, my frown lines began to smooth

not hard to see that

them, and with the

really mattered, however, was suffering the least amount

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

that they're being

gaze away from them, I returned my gaze to where

there was one threat, it

long as I was successful in eliminating him, the war would be considered

"Alright then."

limbs and pursed

exactly what you're

***

Plintus was in a state of panic as he made his

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

down his face, and his breathing

the heavier his legs felt, and the

'Damn it.'

fast as he could while flapping his wings

could follow him. The Prince was confident in his cloaking skills. Even someone of the same level as him would be unable to

Swoosh! Swoosh!

'How has this happened?'

this moment that he had

the way into the trap, but things had taken a turn for the

power... how is it

was most shocking about the situation was the human's

to

be something that

ranked demon, was unable to achieve such a feat, and as far as he knew,

…So, how?

How was it possible?

"Huff... huff..."

being caught off-guard, the Prince had

scenario, a scenario he never thought he would have

such a method were grave. The city he had built with so much effort

want that. Especially since he had put a lot of blood, sweat and

majesty in mind... for when the time came that he would,

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

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

so long as I can kill

repeated this thought in his mind, convincing himself that the price was worth

passed through a corridor and came to an abrupt halt before a large

shot toward a narrow hole atop the ceiling. The demonic energy around the beacon was incredibly dense, and Prince

the sudden increase in mana density had taken a toll on him and all

they wouldn't