As if it wasn't clear enough, the eldritch knight announced his arrival once again with an ear-piercing roar that made the entire battlefield flinch, and then proceeded to stride forward with the particular arrogance of someone who had never once been told to use a quieter voice.
"His breath must carry some kind of lethal property, given that the demons in his immediate radius had slumped like their strings were cut," I wryly smiled.
『 Oh, the usual Mesmer would have asked me right now whether she had any real chance against him. 』
I chuckled despite myself, which was difficult considering my current state.
"Asking someone in the middle of a Demonic Essence intoxication that kind of question is not exactly what I would call a kind move, Eli."
『 And whose fault is that~? 』
