Chapter 58 - Demon (1/2)
The demon's face was all disfigured. His mouth was full of crooked and pointed teeth, which made his lower jaw much larger than his upper jaw. His eyes were white, in a tone well-matched to the rest of his body, but his nose... well, there was no nose.
Surprised that the half-beast could stand upright after picking for hours in his own Domain, the demon roared when he saw it coming towards him.
”Roaaaaaaaaaaaar!”
This roar sounded like a taunt to Luke, and although he was in great disgust with that monster, he decided not to attack it immediately.
As soon as he got close enough, he threw another gust of wind at the big guy and slid underneath with the help of the cave dust, aiming to reach his sword that was between the demon's legs.
However, the <Vind> had no effect on the demon's thick skin, which smiled wryly as it received the light breeze. Then, just as he was about to sneer at Luke, a blue beam hit him directly in the chest. Tzóóóóómmm!
The whole room began to shake at that moment, and some rocks from the ceiling plummeted to the ground, causing, even more bangs all around.
Luke looked up and saw a bright beam, shining brightly through the chamber, pass close to his face. As it reflected on his yellowish retina, the half-wolf thought that this magic was the height of firepower he had ever seen coming from just one person. This girl was certainly not normal.
”Is that the kind of cover you wanted?” The girl questioned him, smiling. Then, just barely, she didn't hit Luke with the <Torden Scintillans> magic.
”Are you kidding? That was pretty fucked up!” He answered her, returning a smile she hadn't expected; for that reason, she was also proud of her own achievement.
In the direction of where the demon was, there was now a deep tunnel, and if that wasn't an impressive feat in itself, the magic even managed to be heard from several of the surrounding floors.
”What the fuck was that?” A Class C Adventurer, who was on the fifth floor, asked his companions.
”I don't even want to know... It was similar to what happened a few days ago, no?”
”I wonder if there are any Class-A's in Oukiwa now, and they're testing their skills.”
”What would a Class-A be doing here? This Dungeon doesn't have chests and treasures, like these folks usually go after.”
”Are you still having the little stories your mother used to tell you in your head? What a little baby...”
”Oh, shut up.”
What that little group didn't know, however, was that a few floors up, there was a real demon, the kind that would put the demons in horror stories on the run.
From the deep tunnel in that cavernous room, just below the second floor, heavy footsteps echoed, and the breathing of their creator could easily be heard.
Luke gripped the hilt of his sword tightly as he saw that his blade was in pieces, which made him even angrier with that monster.
It was no easy task to annoy the half-wolf, and those who succeeded never stayed alive for long.
”I'll distract him, and you get ready to do that 'seal' thing you commented on.” He said.
Yes, the angry feeling didn't let him think clearly; still, he wasn't the type who would leave all the work to someone else, even a demon being his opponent.
The girl giggled and took a few steps back to prepare for the sealing. She didn't doubt that the man was strong because his aura was quite impressive, but it was his injuries that worried her.
Demons are not easy opponents even for Class-A Adventurers, and because they are so rare and hard to find, few people actually know how to defeat them.
The moment the demon put a hand of only three fingers out of the tunnel, he was met by a kick to the chin, which, although it caused damage, was not as effective. However, Luke did not give up and promptly took advantage of the big man's slowness to attack him once with his sword. Since the sword's blade was broken in half, it didn't do much damage either.