Sophocles had two wings, two horns, and a dark gray and black perfectly proportioned body with proper hands and feet, carrying a gigantic sword on his back.
His murky yellow eyes contained complex emotions. Just his eyes alone were larger than my entire body. He was staring at me with a vigilant expression.
Apart from him being slightly large, he wasn't really all that much.
"…The entire airship is smaller than his hand. Are you sure that he's just slightly large?"
"Tsk, you think he's incredible just because he's large? Maybe he's nothing more than a fluffy pillow."
Sophocles' gigantic head approached the airship's deck. His breath was just like an eruption of magma from the lower planes, but this was actually the standard breath of any gigantic demon.
"…Roland, you're still the same as before."
