"You dare attack me..." Eiro ground his teeth, "Don't you see who – what I am?" The Demon asked, glaring at the Minotaur. After huffing some air out of its nostrils, the Minotaur actually replied, "All I see is a weakling."
Eiro glared at the Minotaur, and slowly pushed himself up until he stood on the water himself, using Arcane Magic to accomplish this. The turtle had stopped moving as well, so that now, Eiro and the Minotaur were standing right in front of each other.
And then, the Demon let out his aura, letting it loose and focusing it on the creature in front of him. Immediately, the Minotaur ripped open its eyes, and tightened its hand around the handle of its hammer.
"Royal... you're a royal..." It muttered, and Eiro simply sighed, "Yes, that I am. You're clearly a high noble, so you must understand what that means."
