Yet, the middle-aged man remained indifferent, unmoved by her venomous rage or the monstrous aura she emitted.
Her petrifying curse, previously devastatingly effective against every mortal, had absolutely no effect on this enigmatic newcomer.
His gaze swept coldly across the cavern, landing upon Magi, who had collapsed unnoticed beside a massive stone boulder, hidden from the earlier chaos.
Disregarding the raging demoness completely, the middle-aged man walked calmly and deliberately toward Magi.
Approaching silently, he spoke indifferently, his voice chillingly emotionless yet somehow compelling. "You… What is your name?"
Magi, breathing heavily yet somehow maintaining his calmness, lifted his gaze. He stared directly into the eyes of the indifferent being before him.
In that moment, despite his powerlessness, Magi refused to let fear dominate him any longer. "Magi Alzareth," he replied, controlling his breath.
