“This is…how enormous…” When Wisteria saw the Dragon Hole in the Titis Forest for the first time, she spoke in awe and was left speechless for a while. She hugged her body, her right hand gripping her left elbow, her left hand on her right. It was as though she was trying to shield herself…
How much time had passed since being thrown into this underground dungeon? This was a question lingering on the outskirts of Claira Berch’s hazy consciousness. The lack of sunlight due to being underground and irregular meal times left her with no means to measure the passing time. Consequently, her distorted sense of time was turned…
“It hasn’t been long since we last met, so saying ‘it’s been a while’ wouldn’t be quite appropriate. I’m truly glad to hear you’ve safely returned from the desert known as Catalan, a place referred to as a demonic wilderness, Sora.” The one who smiled subtly as she spoke was Noah Cornelius, the highest leader…
Lascaris’s magic completely transformed the landscape. Both the horde of monsters and the Behemoth’s carcass disappeared, even the terrain itself changed. A large hole, funnel-shaped in the middle of the desert, reminded one of an antlion’s nest. The explosion just now could probably have been seen even from Berka, and for a while, it seemed…
Who knows how much time had passed since I entered the Behemoth’s body. The number of Kei techniques I’ve released has long since exceeded two digits. Yet, even after stirring its insides so much, the Behemoth does not stop moving. It’s undoubtedly worthy of being called a Mythical Creature. An ordinary Warrior would not be…
When I caught sight of Behemoth with my naked eye, the first thought that crossed my mind was “huge”. If I compare the Behemoth I saw in Soul Eater’s memory to one, this Behemoth looks like ten. If I had to put it in words, it would be something like the King of the Beast…
As I told Wisteria, I counted exactly ten seconds. “Now!” I judged that the breath of Behemoth had sufficiently converged, and I angled the shield barrier I had stretched to deflect the enemy’s attack. At the same time, I called out to Wisteria and urged her to act. The brown elf replied “Yes!” and then…
Laughter is heard. A shrill laughter that goes, “Hehehe, Hehehe.” A voice that is both hideous and unpleasant. Ever since Wisteria began hearing this voice in her dreams, she lost her peaceful sleep. Frankly, her perception hasn’t changed much since she became aware of the existence of Anima. The thought of whether this thing truly…
“Oh, how tragic it is, the light of life fading away.” Feeling the deaths of countless children, “it” released a sigh as loud as a cannon shot. The exhaled sigh turned into a gust of wind, blowing away the demon-children that were hanging from its nostrils, sending them soaring into the sky. The bodies of…
Wisteria thought she understood the strength of the human named Sora. She had a clear memory of crossing blades and fangs with him, even though she was possessed by an evil spirit. Wisteria had struggled to exorcise the powerful evil spirit – the demon god Pazuzu – but failed. She had a deep respect for…