The name lingered in the air like poison.
A tall demon with long white hair tied behind his back narrowed his eyes slowly.
"That human again."
Another voice echoed from the shadows near the back of the hall.
"He has already killed three legendary realm generals before. Now two more fall at Frostvele."
"Five," the white haired demon corrected coldly. His voice was calm, but the tension in it was clear. "Five legendary realm demons taken down by a single human."
The atmosphere turned heavy.
One of the commanders clenched his fists so tightly that dark veins rose across his arms.
"Fuck him!"
"He is ruining our western advance."
"First he interferes at the Frontier. Now Frostvele stands because of him."
A low growl spread among them. Some began pacing in agitation, while others stared at the floor with burning eyes.
The white haired demon remained still, but his eyes burned with calculation.
"Five legendary realm demons," he repeated slowly. "And a Belphegor unit destroyed."
