Back on the battlefield, Devon was like a loose cannon, charging through swarms of beasts alone. His body blazed like a meteor, scaring off fellow Espers in his way.
Viktor watched his movements with confusion. Devon was prone to going berserk more than any S-Rank he's seen, yes. But this was different. This wasn't like the fight against the S-Rank centipede.
"I'm not the only one who thinks something's off with Devon, right?" He called out to Alisha beside him, conjuring ice spears that impaled a few incoming beasts.
Directly through their neck gills.
Alisha had a small dagger held out, pushing back locks of her hair. "No you aren't."
"And you don't think we should do anything?"
"Like what?" Alisha flung the dagger at a beast to her right, striking its neck. The dagger had a secondary ability that made it levitate back into her waiting fingers. "His nephew is somewhere in this city. Either dead, alive or worse. He's probably distracted trying to find him."
