Chapter 181: Flame that Burn!
"So," I said, my voice dangerously soft. "Your master is gone. And I am here." I placed the flat of Draken's blade on the creature's bowed head.
The sword hummed, drinking in the pure, unshielded demonic energy.
"How about a new contract?"
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The warehouse was a cathedral of shadows, the only light the dying crimson runes of the ritual circle.
At its center, Gregor's sacrificed body was a broken puppet, his eyes wide with the frozen terror of his final, foolish act.
Before me, the C-Rank Lesser Demon knelt, its massive, shadow-wrought form trembling, not from fear of me, but in submission to the absolute, crushing dominion of my will.
My [Aura Dominion], amplified by the [Mindbreaker] title, had done something I hadn't fully anticipated.
It hadn't just suppressed the demon; it had broken it. It had severed the creature's primal rage, leaving only a cowering, instinctual being waiting for a new command.
