The Demon Cult Boss's face contorted in frustration. "Don't play coy with me, human!" he roared, his voice amplified by his demonic power. "You know full well who I am and why we're here!"
Alex shrugged, his smile widening. "I'm just a humble adventurer, sir," he replied, his tone dripping with feigned innocence. "I'm not sure what you're talking about."
The boss snarled, his patience wearing thin. "Enough games!" he bellowed. "You will face the consequences of your actions! You and your pathetic kingdom will be crushed beneath the might of the Demon Cult!"
He raised his hand, and a wave of dark energy surged towards Alex. But before it could reach him, a wall of shimmering bone rose from the ground, intercepting the attack.
Zhin stood before Alex, his golden eyes blazing with defiance. "You will not harm him," he declared, his voice ringing with power. "Not while I still draw breath."
