White...
Everything is white...
Once again, Aril was in a world that was only white. Although this time there was something a bit different.
Phenex and Marchosias stood before Aril.
Aril sighed heavily. "You're the one driving me crazy, aren't you, Marchosias? There's no way I got that much power for free."
Marchosias grinned. "I don't know what you mean. Fighting is supposed to be enjoyable, why are you complaining?"
Aril placed his palm on his face. "I shouldn't have asked."
Phenex walked up to Aril. "Eh? So he's the one? He's still a boy."
Aril glanced at the curvy demoness with a cynical look. "And what are the side effects of your fast regeneration?"
Phenex stopped his steps and looked at Aril with an annoyed feeling. "Although you're strong, you're not very polite. Introduce your name!"
Aril gave Phenex a sharp look. "You're the one who look down on me and you want to know my name without introducing yourself? Who's the impolite one here?"
"You arrogant brat." Phenex immediately smirked. "I like you."
Phenex enveloped his right hand with wind magic and formed a giant knife then ran towards Aril.
Aril advanced diagonally to the right and kicked Phenex's foot that touched the ground, which was her left foot.
Phenex lost her balance, Aril grabbed Phenex's left wrist and directly pushed the demon woman down.
Aril sat on Phenex's back while locking Phenex's left hand behind her own back.
"Now talk," Aril said.
Phenex looked at Marchosias, but the red-haired demoness just chuckled.
"I'm not helping him at all," Marchosias said.
"Marchosias's abilities are close combat including martial arts that have existed in the world. But don't think if I don't remember some moves when I'm not using her power," Aril said.
"You brat-"
*PHAMP!
Aril kicked Phenex in the mouth. "You haven't answered my question."
Phenex was silent. She was no longer struggling. The purple-haired demoness seemed to comply and for some reason she seemed to be breathing heavily.
"Answer my question!" said Aril who kicked Phenex in the face once more.
Marchosias backed away slowly while holding back her disgust.
Seeing Marchosias' reaction, Aril became worried. He tried to get a closer look at Phenex's face and he found that Phenex was drooling from her mouth and seemed to be enjoying...
Sexually...
Aril was immediately disgusted and jumped away. "What's that? Ewh! She's horny?!"
Awkwardly, Marchosias answered Aril's question. "Yes... I don't know how to say it, but she's horny for a man she can't kill."
Aril was surprised and immediately looked at Marchosias. "Huh?! But she tried to kill me earlier."
"Yeah... She's a bit strange. She enjoys killing strong men and she also gets aroused when tortured by men she can't kill," replied Marchosias who seemed reluctant to answer.
Phenex stood up with an excited face and looked sensually at Aril.
"You deserve to be killed!" shouted Phenex who lunged at Aril.
"Marchosias!" shouted Aril and the sigil of Marchosias instantly appeared on the back of his right hand.
Aril instantly created a dome of hot flames that surrounded Phenex.
He sighed but a kick suddenly landed on Aril's face and pushed the young man away.
It was Marchosias and she looked elated as she clenched her fists.
"What are you doing?!" shouted Aril who dodged Marchosias' attack.
"You used my sigil, which means you agreed to fight with me," said Marchosias who continued to throw punches and kicks at Aril.
"Why are all demons so brain-damaged?!" shouted Aril, complaining about the situation he was in.
Suddenly, Aril realized that he was supposed to be fighting Johan.
He was in the white world, it meant he was unconscious at the moment, which meant Marchosias' madness had swallowed his consciousness.
"Marchosias! Is my body still fighting with Johan?" asked Aril who parried and dodged Marchosias' attacks.
"You finally realized it. Isn't this fun? Your body is fighting with that lightning man and your soul is fighting with me. Your body and soul are enjoying different battles. I envy you," said Marchosias who continued to attack Aril while laughing.
Aril dodged and jumped away. "I want to wake up! Give me back my consciousness, now!"
Marchosias was now silent and sad. Her face looked as if she wanted to cry. "You don't like fighting with me?"
"I just want to regain consciousness!" said Aril.
Marchosias sighed heavily then grinned widely and lunged straight at Aril. "Then beat me!"
"Phenex!" shouted Aril and the Phenex sigil instantly appeared on his tongue.
Aril created a giant ball of wind that managed to push Marchosias away.
"I can help you!" shouted Phenex who was inside the fire dome.
Aril sighed heavily and extinguished the fire dome.
Phenex approached Aril with a heavy sigh.
"How are you going to restore my consciousness?" asked Aril who seemed resigned to her situation.
"It's easy, I just have to kill you," replied Phenex.
"Huh?!"
*JRASH!
Phenex's hand pierced Aril's stomach and Aril's consciousness suddenly returned to the real world.
Not the white world. A field used for ceremonies and government buildings. Blue sky with white clouds. He had returned to the real world.
When Aril looked around, he found himself sitting on Johan's charred body that lying on the ground.
Johan was motionless and Aril's hands were covered in blood. When he looked at the man's charred face, he only saw a battered face.
*Bham!
Something slammed into Aril's face and pushed the young man away.
The attack came from a blonde girl with twintail hair. Her blue eyes looked teary and tears were flowing out profusely. Her eyes looked at Aril with hatred even though her hands were trembling as she held the wooden bat stick.
Aril watched Johan who seemed to be breathing. The young man breathed a sigh of relief and walked away.
His gaze swayed slightly and his steps were limping. He couldn't say anything because of his crushed throat and he also had no reason to stay in that place.
The blonde-haired girl continued to stare at Aril warily and held the wooden bat tightly. She was ready to protect Johan even though her body was trembling.
But Aril would not attack, he could not attack.
Because the girl's crying reminded him of Putri's crying when Salma died.