After we safely and quickly got all of the survivors out of The Pit with the magic quartz, the warriors were preparing to defend against the army that came our way.
Some were positioning themselves next to the cliffs where they would throw large rocks at the bottom, but that was only to prevent the soldiers from climbing the mountain.
We had around 250~ warriors, and there were at least 3,000 soldiers marching towards us, so we couldn’t have our group face them head-on, or they would have gotten overwhelmed.
If it were 3,000 demons that were coming, I would have used my magic to dwindle their numbers—all I had to do was conjure a tornado or something similar. However, they were all brainwashed warriors.
The area inside The Pit was cleared of people, and all the Viking warriors from our small army were outside, positioned at their respective spots to defend the mountain.
Suddenly, while we were still delegating, I felt an ominous presence that was approaching my location at an incredible speed, making me turn around and pull out my bo out of pure instinct.
"Man, you really are annoying..." I muttered at Drakzen, who stood before me at the very top of The Pit.
The warriors around us were quickly alerted and pulled out their weapons. Still, I could see how many of them were trembling, as Drakzen’s presence was pretty intimidating.
To be fair to them, I had already gotten used to facing this asshole, so his overwhelming energy didn’t have an effect on me anymore.
"I could say the same," Drakzen replied, letting out a smirk that pissed me off even more.
I raised my hand to halt the warriors from attacking Drakzen, as I knew that they didn’t have the skills to strike him—and as I got ready to clash with the devil, I felt another powerful entity coming to the top of the mountain.
"Well, well. Is this the sage you were talking about, Drakzen?" said a man with long, white hair and crimson eyes, who arrived using shadows as a way to propel himself in the air.
I could sense an incredible amount of demonic energy coming from the man, and it was a bit similar to the one that flowed out of the brainwashed villagers.
"So, you must be Baelzor..." I muttered, detailing the devil a bit more.
He was wearing a long coat with fur linings, which I knew was nobles’ clothing since we had one single noble family between the survivors we saved, and they wore similar garments.
The nobles in the Northern Empire were different from the ones in the other countries in the sense that they didn’t truly receive any favor from the emperor.
To become a noble in the north, one had to be a powerful and respected warrior and be recognized by the emperor. Still, in the end, it was just a title.
"Hmm, this kid is the one killing my imps?" Baelzor asked Drakzen, raising an eyebrow as he clearly underestimated me.
"Your imps and your other devil friends, too," I mockingly replied, making Baelzor gaze at me with contempt.
Drakzen, on the other hand, seemed like he had a thicker skin since he never really got taunted by my comments.
Right at that moment, Vespera arrived at my side, and Yoru was inside my shadow, ready to come out when the time was needed.
However, after Drakzen snapped his fingers, we heard a loud ’boom’ coming from the foot of the mountain and a figure flying into the sky quite far from us. Once it started flying towards us at maximum speed, we realized it was an Accursed Beast.
It looked like a man with bat wings, and when he got closer to the point where we could detail him clearly, I used my "quick inspect" spell on him.
<Dark Wyvern
Accursed Beast.
Rank "?"
Decaying shadow breath.
Armor-like skin.
Second fastest flyer in the world.>