"So that's how it is. I guess the presence I felt back then at the black mountain was his after all" Berigard scanned Simon with his eyes before losing all interest. From his perspective, the Demon noble in front of him looked just like a weakling.
"Guhaha, a weakling like that managed to intrude so deep into your territory? Bellock, you must be quite the slacker" Belmarch laughed, he found it humorous that his fellow orc commander wasn't even able to deal with such a weak enemy.
"Enough… we are not here to chit chat with that demon. It matters not what his objective behind tailing us was, I want you to quickly deal with him. We cannot allow the Lightning Draconic Serpent to recover its strength" Berigard cut the words of the orc commander off before giving his orders.
His eyes observed the condition of the Lightning Draconic Serpent and seeing that it was badly wounded and wasn't even able to lift itself up, he sighed in relief.
