The way Agnes casually turned our situation into a done deal was almost embarrassing. Neither Tesilid nor I could find it in ourselves to say “thank you.” We both just blushed.
Whooosh!
Sometimes, a dungeon gate can be surprisingly helpful.
It was the swirling gate to the Demonic Realm in the city center that rescued us from the awkward tension. We felt a foreboding aura intensifying from far off, where the gate had started churning out a gale.
“Aye.”
“Yeah, let’s go, Teri!”
It was time to greet the boss.
We rushed out of the alley. The main street was packed with obstructions, but that didn’t slow us.
“Kerrererk!”
“Kihihihit…!”
Clank, clank!
Rather than stopping, I actually sped up. Wielding Aura Blades in mind, I moved to the front—slightly ahead of Tesilid—intending to clear the path.But just as…
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