Black Fang's amused expression turned into one of creepy satisfaction. "Devil, Devil, Devil… You keep doing whatever you can to remain anonymous, yet you surround yourself with such flashy subordinates? You can't simply throw a robe and a mask on these people and expect them to not be recognized. A Healer elf with an Epic rarity weapon, an Enchanter Wizard, A Fujimori Samurai, a dog-kin assassin with claws… Well, at least your tank is inconspicuous enough. However, all four of those unique beings will be flanking a giant of a man… Do you seriously think I won't be able to find the real you? Hehehe!!"
While the woman continued her unhinged ramblings, the elf was doing her best to keep Devil alive.
