"We may have our sights set on an inheritor, but he might not be easily subdued."
"It's clear now; the regular members of the Demon Race wouldn't have the guts to threaten us like this."
"Let's test him, see how much stronger he is compared to the young ones in our clan."
"Who will go first?"
"Duels are meaningless. Why not together? Teach him a lesson."
"....."
Lance, standing on the second-floor balcony, was dumbfounded. The four old codgers were discarding any sense of honor and preparing to gang up on him, ready to lose face as superior beings.
"This suggestion is not bad."
The Demon, with arms crossed, moved his lips up and down a few times, and instantly, a giant black and red eye appeared above his head.
The Demon's Eye!
As the Demon's Eye opened, a multitude of abnormal phenomena ensued.
Lance saw the Demon's Eye open and instantly, his body was shrouded in a black fog. The roaming Demon's Eye was drawn to the pervading darkness.
