Ben dispersed the domain. Two figures appeared in front of him. One was Apophis, her appearance had changed. She now had long silver hair and eyes as dark as the abyss.
If a normal person looked into her gaze, even for a second, they would lose their will. It was beautiful yet hypnotic. But for Ben, it had no effect.
Beside her stood a strikingly handsome young man with a monocle, who bowed like a butler welcoming his master. "My name is Belial, Sir Ben.
I apologize for my impolite actions earlier, but I simply had to satisfy my curiosity, after all the things Mistress has said about you. Though, it seems she undersold you. You're strong."
Despite his subservient tone and attitude, Ben could sense the challenge in his eyes. He could feel the intent to fight.
But Ben ignored him. His main focus was Apophis.
