'I don't know what to think about this situation.'
[What's wrong? You're not enjoying having girls chase after you?]
'I don't know, mainly because that girl seems obsessed with this appearance of mine.'
Lamia was staring intently at his back — in fact, he could feel her eyes roaming over his entire body with a gleam of admiration in them, and to make matters worse, so were her companions'.
'I know she and her companions have their own tastes, so I don't mind, but why is everyone looking at me like that? I know I look pretty, but this is just too much.'
It wasn't only Lamia's team looking at him that way; even Elowyn's team was staring at him without averting their gaze once.
'At least I can use this for something useful once the second phase ends.'
[Tsk, already thinking of using others… you really never change.]
'Let's see if you'd say that if you were in my position.'
Stopping his movements, Enrico noticed the people behind him also stopped, their eyes still fixed on him, making him sigh as he pointed toward a tall door with a dark flower symbol above it.
"Hey, you annoying boss, come down already so I can finish this quickly. I know you've been watching everyone since we got here."
"…How interesting. You knew I was watching? Beyond your beauty, you have intelligence as well… I've decided."
From that dark door, a hand extended out without even opening it. By appearance, it was a female Nartheis with six red eyes, wearing what looked like a cloak made of smoke. Floating in the air, she descended slowly to the ground, her gaze fixed on Enrico with a hint of lust.
Name: Lethara
Rank: Faizes – High Level Two
Magic: Crimson Mists
Unique Ability: Abyssal Lust / ???????
"You'll be mine."
"Already starting like that? Sorry, but I'm already engaged."
"And who said I was asking—"
Before she could finish, she was already being attacked by Lamia from the right, with a terrifying glare full of disdain directed at the Nartheis.
"A wretch like you doesn't even deserve to be at her feet."
In Lamia's hand, a whip was tightly held. With a stronger grip, water magic burst forth, and the whip struck Lethara's abdomen at great speed.
"My dear Enrico, don't worry. I won't let her touch you."
'Dear? This appearance really is pleasing her.'
Elowyn and Elaris appeared behind, both with the same thought — to claim the points before anyone else could act.
'Those points are mine.'
A golden sword slashed Lethara's back while an ice spear pierced her arm, causing a burst of mana.
"You're strong and beautiful, but I'm only interested in one girl."
Catching the three by surprise, several smoke-formed claws became tangible, grabbing them and throwing them away with great force. Lethara advanced toward Enrico, who was already in his characteristic stance with his crimson gauntlet covering his fist.
"Flame Impact!"
With a swift movement of his fist, Lethara's head vanished completely. Knowing it was a trap, he leapt backward before her head regenerated, a claw sprouting from the ground where he had just stood.
"Crescent Slash!"
"Blazing Ray!"
"Magic Control!"
Three powerful attacks struck Lethara, destroying her completely — but, as with every attack so far, her regeneration reactivated, restoring her quickly.
"Mist Movement."
Turning into smoke, she surrounded Enrico, claws swirling around him, trying to grab every part of his body.
"Boost—"
Before he could finish, he was surprised to see four girls appear, fiercely cutting all the claws apart. Grark, in her female form, was even larger than Grakka, and her strength was immense as she held Lethara in her arms, while Deymon, veins bulging on her forehead for being turned into a girl, hurled a corruption sphere at Lethara's chest.
"Mist Movement."
Dissolving into smoke, she moved upward, making Deymon's attack instead hit Grark's waist, corrupting her skin.
"Human, cancel your magic!"
"I already know, so don't give me orders!"
Making the corruption fade, Deymon was caught off guard when Lethara appeared behind her, hands raised toward her back.
"Mist Infection!"
Deymon's body was invaded by smoke, forcing her to twist and kneel. Velka and Narisse tried to hit Lethara with their magic, but the only one that had any effect was poison magic, which mixed with the smoke in the air.
"Behind you!"
Grabbed by her clothes, Narisse was pulled down by Enrico, who had moved swiftly to get her out of the way of the claws. It seemed Lethara was trying to eliminate those who could affect her gaseous form.
"Thank you, Consort."
"You're welcome—wait, consort?"
Dodging more claws, Enrico was forced to separate from her, his thoughts now frustrated because he immediately understood what those words meant.
'Damn it. Narisse wouldn't have said that unless Elowyn had agreed… this is going to be troublesome.'
Liam and Elian were next to attack, using their speed to try to strike her when she became physical, but her own movement speed while doing so was far too fast for them.
"Caelan, increase my speed!"
"Got it!"
At Enrico's command, Caelan raised his hand, channeling his magic into Enrico, granting him the boost he wanted. Looking toward Lethara's direction, he prepared to move at full speed — at least until everything suddenly went dark for a moment. Knowing what that meant, Enrico began his warning.
"What's this?"
"Back off — she's summoning companions!"
Hearing Enrico's words, everyone moved back, giving themselves room to dodge a magical explosion — from which four new enemies emerged.