"..."
The entire room fell into a heavy, dead silence for a full second as the severed head of their comrade rolled across the floor.
The five remaining demon worshippers stared in horror at the lifeless face on the ground... then they slowly looked up at Raye.
Raye stood perfectly still, his body poised and calm— yet he was radiating a sharp, chilling pressure that felt like ice against their skin.
Beads of sweat began to pour down their faces, and acting purely on instinct—
"RUN!!!"
Their very first thought was to get as far away from him as possible.
However, Raye had no intention of letting them leave this place alive— THUD!
Utilizing his [Telekinesis], he slammed the wooden door shut, the very same one he had kicked open only moments ago.
"...?!"
The worshippers screeched to a halt when they saw their only exit blocked, their faces twisted in surprise.
Fwish~
Raye took out [Imperial Edge], gripping it firmly in his left hand to dual-wield it alongside [Nyx].
