The first one who appeared kept trying to talk to me, but his words fell on deaf ears.
I don't speak monster tongue.
They soon also realized this, and so simply resumed attacking me.
I glanced at my tribesmen, noticing that some of them seemed worried. They weren't sure if I could take on the seven purple-skinned monsters.
But I am.
Somehow, these purple-skinned monsters don't intimidate me one bit.
Spears made of thunder, dark spheres, torn space, and purple blasts came my way, but I have a lot of means to deal with them.
After repositioning myself, I called upon what was called a domain by my newfound powers.
All seven of the purple-skinned monsters were caught in it. A majority of them were now under my mercy, and they seemed to know it as well.
The suppressed, fearful looks on their faces couldn't be more satisfying.
It was like they were struggling to understand how someone like me could be this skillful in sorcery; I don't blame them.
