"Cassius above..."
This Tiefling had survived the massacre of over a decade ago, wandered with Mezulash, and witnessed the step-by-step development of the Empire.
She firmly believed that no matter what enemies they faced, His Majesty would always lead them to victory—even against the utterly powerful demon before them, who regarded human lives as worthless, and was no match for His Majesty.
The Bat-winged Spider Demon let out a hoarse laugh, slowly extending its leg connected by skin, its venomous spike shimmering with a cold light.
The people inside the carriage were nearly in despair; the demon was too strong.
Whether it was knives, spears, or bullets, none had any effect on this spider-like demon with its twisted and fearsome appearance.
At this point, they could only wait for a miracle.
Suddenly, space twisted, accompanied by scorching flames; a portal opened in midair.
"Ow?"
