The lone demon sitting on the pile of corpses looked into the distance, a strange feeling. Something was watching him, a being so powerful he couldn't even find its location.
A demon prince felt fear for the first time since he surpassed low-class titles such as Brute, Knight, Lord... all of it left in the past, yet now, his hands trembled, feeling that existence was calling him to fight.
"I... don't want to fight..."
However, the moment he refused, the green gem on his chest began to throb, causing intense pain in the demon; his eyes glowed a dark green, almost possessed, veins and muscles writhing under his skin before the glowing stopped.
His lord... The Demon King of Greed ordered him to fight.
The demon prince looked bitter, biting his lower lip as black blood began to ooze from the wound,
