The intensity of this battle had exceeded any he had ever experienced before, testing the limits of both his mental and physical endurance.
His body ached severely now, fearing that once he sat down, he wouldn't be able to get back up.
He had no idea how the Demon King had managed to hold on...
Standing beside him, a mercenary guard holding a musket looked tense, his eyes fixated on the demon emitting an ominous aura.
Seeing the nervous bunch, Alex was afraid they might misfire, so he quickly raised his voice and shouted.
"Don't be afraid, that's one of our allies!"
The mercenary standing beside him whispered.
"But... do they think the same?"
As he said this, he could feel the female demon looking at them as if they were insects—those crimson eyes twinkled with an elusive gleam.
The atmosphere between the two groups gradually became delicate.
