"Prince, the 'Endless Heavens' will never accept a being as corrupt as you. You must accept your punishnt and vanish so that peace may return to the lives of humans," said a voice that was both solemn and sinister, coming from Mr. Geminis.
Prince Absab's body was pierced by ten beams of light that burned his flesh.
Even so, the prince's wounds healed as quickly as they appeared, but his blood was nearly boiling.
"You are very... very strange. Why do you keep trying to make the prince surrender?" The voice was the prince's, but the words belonged to Mart Sevec.
"You—you are not the prince," said Mr. Geminis, waving his staff and causing the beams of light piercing the prince's body to explode.
Explosion!
A blinding light and dust spread throughout the area.
"What's even stranger is that they don't hesitate to kill demons without a second thought. Is it because of their so-called faith?" Prince Absab's voice erged from within the dust and smoke raised by the explosion.
"Demons are the force that corrodes the world; it is a sacrilegious act that goes against the goodness and prosperity that the 'Endless Heavens' offer to living beings," said Mr. Geminis without hesitation.
"Soone of your status shouldn't believe in such simple nonsense, unless you aren't that powerful within your organization," said Mart Sevec through the voice of Prince Absab.
"I have lived for several centuries now, and in those centuries I have seen the earth purified of the demonic power that had always contaminated it, provided that the demons contaminating the earth were destroyed or driven out," replied Mr. Geminis.
The dust and smoke dispersed, and several demonic diagrams appeared around Prince Absab, helping to accelerate the healing of his wounds.
After hearing Mr. Geminis's words, Mart Sevec lost most of the curiosity he had felt about the person standing before him, because he believed it was highly likely that Mr. Geminis considered his statents to be true.
When one of Prince Absab's eyes regenerated, Mart Sevec was able to see the appearance of the human standing a few ters away from him.
A man whose left half of his face looked as pale as that of a corpse, just like his lifeless eye; yet that half retained a solemn and enduring beauty, while the right half was the face of an old man, whose eye reflected the undeniable passage of ti.
A strange ambivalence, coupled with the body of a man who seed to possess two mana circles, one of them suppressed by the curse and the other seemingly inactive.
Even so, the wound inflicted by the prince's halberd was etched into that macabre face.
"You don't seem to be just any human; are you even human?" Mart Sevec asked through Prince Absab's body.
Mart extended "the perception of all things," but at that mont Mr. Geminis waved his staff and two bright stars appeared, levitating above him.
"Well," Mart saw that his perception had been blocked.
On top of that, Mart Sevec sensed the previously dormant mana circle gradually beginning to activate.
"Awaken, Prince. This is your battle," were the words Prince Absab heard in his mind.
At that mont, Prince Absab sensed a second mana circle beginning to activate within Mr. Geminis's body.
The mana circle initially activated at the lowest point, the first mana circle, but seconds later it reached the second mana circle, and after another few seconds, it reached the third mana circle.
It didn't take Prince Absab long to realize that if he didn't defeat Mr. Geminis in ti, he would be completely finished.
Prince Absab did not wait any longer, he brandished his halberd releasing demonic energy mixed with cursed energy and then jumped towards Mr. Geminis.
Mr. Geminis waved his staff and orbs of light appeared in different places on the already destroyed plain.
This ti Prince Absab quickly moved his halberd wrapped in a demonic aura and cursed energy, cutting and dispersing each orb before they exploded and injured him.
The battle intensified, and beams of light streaked toward the prince, who swung his halberd to block them while continuing to pursue Mr. Geminis.
"Ti is running out; your father will die soon," those words, spoken by phistopheles, filled Prince Absab's heart with rage.
At that mont, Mart Sevec—who could perceive at will whatever Prince Absab perceived whenever he used the demonic, cursed energy—tried to imagine Mr. Geminis attacking his marquisate, his family, because that was the only way Mart could bring himself to feel any empathy for the human nad Absab.
[Rage Trait Activated]
[The host's strength increases by 30]
That strength was shared with the prince, who used it to gain montum and close in on Mr. Gemini.
"Don't hold anything back," said phistopheles' voice.
Prince Absab sensed a hint of anger in phistopheles' voice as well, but he also knew this was no ti to stop and think about it.
At that mont, he focused solely on himself and his halberd.
The demonic power, the aura, and the cursed energy fused together and enveloped the halberd in a unified, razor-sharp aura.
He had raised his halberd and then brought it down in a downward slash.
At that mont, Mr. Gemini summoned a blinding flash, as well as dozens and dozens of spears of light.
But even though his vision was once again obscured, Prince Absab used his demonic perception to complete his attack.
Cut!
Boom!
The ground shook, and a gash stretched over three kiloters; the violent tremor was felt all the way to the battlefield where the forces of the Presial Kingdom and the Venrac Empire were clashing.
...
On the battlefield, everyone was shaken by the tremor, but they were even more shaken when they sensed the deep, murderous intent behind the attack, which had been launched from a great distance away from the battlefield.
Just as true masters of the sword develop the intent of the sword as the pinnacle of their swordsmanship, so too can those who dedicate themselves to using other weapons reach that pinnacle in their own disciplines and thus be called true masters.
And at that mont, no one on the battlefield doubted it: a true master had been born among humans.
Rasgar Relvin, who was observing the battlefield, ordered his troops to retreat imdiately.
As the Superior Commander, he decided to gather his forces at the military camp and report what had happened without delay.
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