The promotion process was quick, lasting only about ten seconds before it ended. From that writhing mass of flesh, a Coward Devil was born, its eyes full of confusion, and the soul-twisting pain it had just endured caused it to forget some things.
But its fighting instinct was still intact. Faced with an incoming longsword, the newborn Coward Devil instinctively ducked down, grabbed the axe on the ground, and delivered an Upper Slash, embedding the axe blade accurately into the throat of the attacker.
"Hahaha! What a beautiful strike!" Molo laughed proudly.
The Arachne Elf and Minotaur at his side, however, turned an ashen hue, as if they had already resigned themselves to the likelihood of losing the bet. It seemed that the male Succubus's move had truly taken them by surprise.
