"Woke up the earl? What does that mean?!" Noah was shocked. Gauging from the reaction they all gave, the witch knew that the pressure that just crashed against them was deathly. Perhaps, if Belphegor wasn't holding onto everyone else, they would all die.
He would die.
Noah looked up at Belphegor and had mixed feelings about his earlier action. However, the mist had vanished, and so his chance presented itself. The witch quickly got to his feet and dashed away, Sagan gasping at Noah's sudden action.
Didn't he say he wouldn't risk becoming Belphegor's enemy? Why was he—?!
"Mephisto!" Noah called out as he took a hard brake with his left claw skidding on the ice to manage his speed. He then pulled Mephisto from the cracked ice, finding him knocked out from the blow. This demon was already injured by a demon prince. This kind of hit could have…
"Demon prince…?" Noah's eyes widened.
