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'Son of a bitch!'
#5 exclaimed inwardly as he saw their leader dismissing the flame dome and walking out calmly. His clothes were dirty and his armor was slightly dented. He also sustained some injuries but nothing grievous, most of them are already healing at this point.
'He took on a Capra Demon Lord on his own and fucking won! What a monster!' #5 smiled wryly at the face of this ridiculous achievement.
It wasn't just him who was thinking of this. Every member of their squad had the same thought. They could only feel awed at the miraculous strength of their leader.
As he returned to his spot, Cedric didn't say a word. He just silently acknowledged each one before continuing his massacre like before.
Yet, even though nothing was visibly different, his members could tell that something had changed. Cedric's presence was more muted than before but also way sharper.
