Yuuta's crimson eyes widened as he stared toward the direction from which the overwhelming presence was approaching.
He tried lifting his head to get a better look, but the effort sent a sharp pain through his neck and shoulders. His exhausted muscles trembled, barely allowing him to turn his face toward the entrance.
...The Demon King?
He could barely see beyond the kneeling soldiers surrounding him.
Whoever had arrived was still outside his field of vision, but the pressure spreading throughout the sanctum was enough to tell him one thing.
This was someone far stronger than the demons he had been fighting.
This was someone far stronger than the demons he had been fighting.
Yuuta gritted his teeth.
