Itori looked over the mountain of corpses that lay in front of her. From mindless demons to seemingly strong ones, they were all hungry to eat her up. But even before they could do anything, Itori had already killed anything that came close to her. Without any allowance to have a break, it somehow caused her to lose the sense of time in the circle of Gluttony.
Yet the moment she realised that she was done clearing the enemies, Itori continued to be restless and disappointed that the Circle of Gluttony was underwhelming. The White Fox was still hungry for stronger opponents, and this prison was a lie to her when the dungeon core key was left in the open in a sparkling golden chest. Was there nothing that could provide her with a sufficient amount of challenge to sate her appetite?
Even her older sister and brother were proving to be less than effective sparring partners with the advent of her new weapon, and she could not help but yearn for stronger enemies.
