Chapter 90: Why Not? (1)
While Caleb was aura farming and feeling smug about his dramatic entrance, the demon general dug his way out of the crater he found himself, his axe lying somewhere else.
Kolga had no idea what hit him, but it was fast and it was powerful; more so than he could have anticipated. Confusion was clear in his eyes as he came to stand at the edge of the crater, trying to find his bearing.
’Just what the hell was that...?’
The demon general looked around until he spotted the settling dust a little over 60 meters away. He quickly spotted the three commanders getting back to their feet and a stranger he didn’t recognize.
’He must be the one.’ Kolga narrowed his eyes at Caleb, finding him unpleasant. ’If he could sneak up on me without my noticing, then he’s not simple.’ He looked around and found his axe.
With a wave of his left hand, the axe flew straight into it, and at the same time, his aura burst forth. His expression was no longer jovial, being replaced with the weightiness of someone who had met his match.
"I don’t know who you are, but you made a terrible mistake coming here..." Kolga said in an ominous tone and took a step forward. "And you know who dies the earliest...? People who fancy themselves heroes."
With every step he took the atmosphere shook, the ground trembled and his presence grew. Like a torrential wave, the aura fell on the exhausted commanders, eliciting groans from them. They were forced to take a knee, helpless yet again.
Caleb on the other hand turned to face the demon with raised brows, completely shrugging off the supposedly overbearing aura. Now that he was really paying attention to the demon, he couldn’t help but utter something that enraged the demon general.
"A bald-headed demon, huh."
"You fucker!"