"Attention troops! Support our master at all cost!!!" Three deafening voices rang out.
I shuddered and looked at the ones who spoke.
Death, Lack, and Conqueror emerged, all atop their horses.
I had no idea how, but they had all appeared before me.
'Is this the effect of the (G) Factor?'
Somehow, an unbelievable plot armor had manifested, and it seemed like I was going to win this round again.
I knew it was a mistake, but somewhere… I prayed and hoped that they would win.
Even against Angels… was there ever a time when Demons prevailed?
'Still… it has never failed me before, has it?'
I was referring to the power of the (G) Factor.
It had always somehow saved me from all my near-death experiences.
This time, it wouldn't be any different… right?
I looked at the three Angels, hoping to see some sort of fearful look in their eyes—expressions that told me that I was right.
