After Dante lured the behemoth to the forest preserve, the warlock grinned with excitement, feeling like he could go all-out.
While fighting the other demons, the warlock was slightly constricted in his freedom, understanding that big cities were filled with people and his destructive magic was too dangerous to use freely.
In his past world, not even the most bustling cities had a population as high and condensed as the capital of Novaria, so he never had the need to restrain his powers as much.
However, now that he finally found himself in an open space and facing a mighty opponent, Dante couldn't help but feel excited.
The behemoth rushed like a bull, charging towards Dante, destroying and knocking down the trees that were on their way.
Meanwhile, Astaroth kept releasing waves of hellfire from the top of the beast, encasing parts of the forest in flames.
