It was already midday, the day after the earthen orb helped to begin Azemo's healing process, when a tired looking monster dragged himself into the giants' territory, his demon body was still recuperating from the overuse of mana and being a monster was the only choice.
If Azemo were to pick a negative point from his already surprisingly successful trip it would be that Reginald had begun to act like Ima and Bella, meaning that he liked to poke fun at Azemo all the time.
Azemo sighed as a large foot blocked his view. It was definitely not the foot of a giant, but it was still quite large.
"Turn back monster, monsters may not enter without an invitation."
Azemo did not even bother looking up, he had met more than enough annoying guards in the magical world.
"Let me pass." Azemo did not sound very threatening; he just sounded tired as he transformed.
