The demonic energy explodes.
The mercenaries fall, and Barosu Drage charges into the gap.
'No...!'
He screams as if wailing, but no voice comes out.
—!
With a thunderous sound, Barosu is thrown back.
Demonic energy extending like tentacles pounces on his fallen form.
Immediately after, his body, which had remained motionless until now, moves forward.
Flash-
A pure white light flickers, cutting off all the demonic energy.
The light, which shines brilliantly using anger as nourishment, charges directly toward the evil.
"Impossible...! Already at this level? Indeed, I can never let you live!"
With the evil's roar, light and darkness collide.
At that moment, Aint Armian opened his eyes.
"....."
He had realized it was a dream about halfway through.
A replay of the past that wouldn't have happened if he had been just a little stronger.
"Yes. I just can't seem to shake it off."
