Aiwass was already prepared.
He wasn't really disabled. At this distance, the instinct-driven Aberrant Limb Demon would definitely prioritize attacking him.
It was virtually impossible for him to hit the Aberrant Limb Demon—with its reflexes, it could easily dodge even gunfire. How could Aiwass, who had never learned swordsmanship, possibly hit it?
The Aberrant Limb Demon was immune to curses, so the Severe Coughing Spell enchanted on the "Noble Red" ring was ineffective against it; it was practically immune to decrees, and its speed was too fast for Legal Mages to capture it; it was also immune to petrification, so Miss Maya's Amber Flame was ineffective as well.
But even without exposing the Shadow Demon, Aiwass had already figured out how to deal with it.
The moment he resolved himself, a golden-red glow ignited at the bottom of his pupil, and his left hand lightly touched the Holy Sword.
Hiding in the corner, Isabel's pupils suddenly constricted upon seeing this.
