This demon!
"I really didn't mean to!"
"Mmhm."
The blade-like flame only got faster. Those inhumanly strong humans might say that it wasn't, but his legs could barely keep up.
"It didn't even hurt, right?!" Reis shouted.
Yvaion clicked his tongue.
If it was about the pitiful attempt at tearing his skin, of course, it didn't. If those small human bones could hurt his skin, he might as well tear it off himself.
|He is telling the truth.|
The blue demon popped up in front of the guardian instead of the subject since the subject was in no condition to respond.
|It was a reflexive action he didn't have proper control over.|
Yvaion looked at the screen with a corner of his eyes. "I don't care about that. Mind your own business."
|. . .|
If he didn't care, why was the poor human being tortured like this?
While the system tried to search for a good enough reason, Reis was starting to regret asking everyone to leave him alone.
