"T-this is...?!"
The Demon's eyes widened and his jaws slowly dropped.
The presence he was feeling made him, a powerful demon in own right, shiver. It was no ordinary presence obtained through strength or trickery.
It was a strange power that commanded an emotion that even he found extremely difficult to express.
—Awe!
"Something strong is here... and it's getting closer. We'll have to conclude this meeting for now."
The Mid-Demon looked away from the Divining Orb.
His gaze was now transfixed on the tent's exit as he readied himself to leave.
~Need some backup? How serious is it?~
A voice spoke from within the Divining Orb. Of course, it belonged to the most obnoxious one among them.
He wasn't saying it out of concern, but mockery. The Lion-Headed Demon knew that quite well.
"No." His response was swift and cold.
~I see. Bummer! Looks like your pride won't let you accept help from another. Hahaha!~
