Vom had greatly underestimated Nox—and he had paid terribly. Two-thirds of his demon troops had been obliterated when the human used that strange dark blast
At first, he thought the human would eventually get tired, but as time passed, he noticed that the dark blasts were unending, and more of his kin died.
Vom had no choice but to go against his own words and interfere in the fight before he lost more of his troops.
As of this moment, the two faced each other. One, a small figure a little over two meters, and the other appeared like an ant.
Vom's chest rose and fell, his axe-wielding arm trembling as he struggled to contain the anger rising in his chest. Those demonic red eyes glowed intensely, and waves of killing intent surged out of his body, slamming into the human.
"Y-You… what are you?" Vom's eyes darkened even further. He couldn't understand the sheer audacity of the human to command him.
