All activities suddenly stopped and people panicked. Ordinary civilian ran as far away as possible and adventurers approached the problem.
A jet-black, two-horned figure with a broad smile. The fingers on his left hand extended like the claws of a wild animal and his right hand was a long whip covered in tiny razor blade.
"Mistee Zhen, we must help the adventurers!" said Alice.
"It's okay, you go ahead. It's only a mid-level demon after all. She's no more powerful than the scythe girl who can turn people into zombies," Zhen responded with a yawn.
He sat back on the carriage as he watched the chaos unfold.
Alice's head went dizzy and just realized that the elf was not the type of person who wouldn't help for free.
The blonde woman was very upset but she knew she didn't have time to argue.
Alice rushed to help the adventurers who were struggling to withstand the demon's attack.
