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.'

the circumstances, my frown lines began

to see

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

mattered, however, was suffering the least

could not afford to lose any of its forces in light of the impending Third Cataclysm. In particular, because the demons that were approaching were in a category

good that they're

my gaze away from them, I returned my gaze to where the

was one threat, it

eliminating him, the

"Alright then."

limbs and pursed

what you're

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panic as he made his way through the

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

streamed down his face, and his

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

'Damn it.'

his wings to propel himself forward, his figure blurring and reappearing in the

follow him. The Prince was confident in his cloaking skills. Even someone of the same level as

Swoosh! Swoosh!

'How has this happened?'

him at this moment that he had fallen

way into the trap, but things had

how is it

about the situation was the

to

be something that he could

a feat, and as far as he knew, there

…So, how?

How was it possible?

"Huff... huff..."

the

this scenario, a scenario he never thought he would have to put into action. He had no choice but to

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

didn't want that. Especially since he had put a lot of blood, sweat and tears into building it into what it

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

occurrence, despite the fact that he had done everything in his power to make the city one of the best there was, he had to force himself to watch it fall apart

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

long as I can kill him... this price

Prince repeated this thought in his mind,

to an abrupt halt before a large

toward a narrow hole atop the

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

for it, they wouldn't