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

hard to see that we're

situation was dire for them, and with the

really mattered, however, was suffering the

particular, because the demons that were approaching were in a category that was far superior to the demons we

that they're being

from them, I returned my gaze to where the

was one

long as I was successful in eliminating

"Alright then."

limbs and

exactly what you're up

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state of panic as he made

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

face, and his breathing grew

the heavier his legs felt, and the corridor

'Damn it.'

cursed under his breath, moving as fast as he could while flapping his wings to propel himself forward, his figure blurring and reappearing in the

black halo 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

Swoosh! Swoosh!

'How has this happened?'

this moment that he had

the trap, but things had taken

power... how is it

about

one to create

something that he

unable to achieve such a feat, and as far as he knew, there

…So, how?

How was it possible?

"Huff... huff..."

caught off-guard, the Prince had not

this scenario, a scenario he never thought he would have to put into action. He had

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

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

one single 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 right in

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

I can kill him... this price

his mind, convincing himself that the price

a corridor and came to

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

in mana density had taken a toll on him and

not for it, they wouldn't have been suffering so