Everything was calm, the Demonic One-Eyed, as Dante named it, was reasonably simple, actually comical that the dungeon's final boss was so straightforward. It simply dodged and struck when it saw an opportunity, actually too simple.
Dante was tired of following the same irritating formula and began using the One-Eyed to polish his skills.
Yes...
At this moment, Dante was testing fire spells... On an intermediate rank demonic creation... but it turned into a skills-whetting stone...
"I can't believe this," Nagasawa said, watching Dante play football with the creature's head.
"Hey, want to try too?" He shouted, waving with a smile and kicking the eye towards Nagasawa. The eye was too dazed and dizzy to react anymore.
Nagasawa started to laugh lightly and juggled the eye with her feet, then sent it back to Dante, who hit it with the side of his sword as if playing baseball...
