While Yoru and Minotaur kept fighting like crazed beasts around the palace, destroying everything around them, I found myself face-to-face with Vyrazul for the first time.
It would have been almost impossible for her not to notice the absolute mess we were causing, but I didn't feel too nervous about it now that all of the prisoners in the palace were safe.
Vyrazul looked like a beautiful woman who could have easily been a super-model in my past world, but I knew that her powers were meant to shift her appearance to make her look like that.
Her hold of Sinoc's shoulder made his demonic energy go down in intensity, but her own aura kept increasing in magnitude, giving me goosebumps as I felt a malicious energy enveloping the entirety of the palace's grounds.
"So, you are Vyrazul…" I muttered, clenching my bo tightly.
"And you must be Ichiro…" she replied.
"Am I famous?" I asked, taking off my mask as it didn't seem necessary anymore.
