The last syllable was still floating in the air, and Nia was already moving.

It was almost a sneak attack, but he had never been a rule-abiding man, and now he had even more reason to be unscrupulous. He had both hands to use as weapons, and the magic dagger that would cause unbearable pain was now hanging in the air as if it had a consciousness of its own, waiting for an opportunity to move.

His eerie arms didn't affect his agility in the slightest. In a few rounds, the sharp claws had already scratched Scott's arms with a few deep and shallow scars—and Scott was a little caught off guard when those arms could suddenly fold back at an odd angle.

The dagger came quickly and quietly, ghostly and silently waiting in the direction of his retreat. Scott almost couldn't avoid the blade that stabbed him in the back of the heart. He squeezed a point away, but lost his balance because of it. As he stumbled to the side, he waved his hand and threw a ball of flame at Niya.

The flames exploded in the pure magical power of the place, enveloping Nia entirely. But in the blink of an eye, the firelight was swallowed up by some kind of black light, and the unscathed thief grinned.

"That's right. He said, "Monsters should look like monsters...... It's a pity that there are so many things like 'fire' in hell...... You really should see it. ”

Scott is not the only one born out of fire.

Nia stretches her limbs, joints clicking. Little by little, he became less and less human...... The speed of the attack is also getting faster and faster, so fast that it is difficult to catch the human gaze. Scott retreated, seemingly unable to parry under the dagger's unpredictable flanks, but after Nia's attacks were parried by his sword again and again...... After the blood from the wound that he didn't have time to heal almost stained half of his body, the speed at which he swung his sword gradually caught up with Niya.

The sword he was using now looked extremely ordinary, unknown, and had no special abilities, but even though there were many small chips in the blade, it was still unmatchedly sharp, as if it would never break.

Nia quickly stepped away, catching her breath from a safe enough distance. The dagger, which seemed to be capable of attacking automatically, actually had to be controlled by him...... Although he was a little unwilling, he could only admit that he could not beat Scott in terms of physical strength or consciousness.

He couldn't drag it out any longer.

He let out that strange scream again, and there was a hint of unbearable pain in his voice.

Another glimmer of light spread out under his dark eyes, and the black wings trembled and stretched out behind him.

It wasn't the bat-like cortical wings that demons usually have...... They are covered with black scales, mottled and dull, but clearly recognizable.

Scott's pupils shrank suddenly—they were more like the wings of a dragon.

His gaze fell to Nia's forehead and arms. The black markings and lumps...... It is clearly a scale that has not grown.

There was still no expression on his face, but his steps were clearly out of rhythm. Even for a moment, the dagger that flew in the air finally found an opportunity to burrow into his ribs like a poisonous snake.

The warrior staggered back in the instantaneous pain, but he also grabbed the handle of the dagger and slowly pulled it out of his body.

The dagger shook in his hand, humming low, stabbing his hand like a fish full of stingers, writhing desperately trying to break free, and then quieted down in the sudden rise in temperature.

A faint plume of smoke came out of Scott's palm. The dagger forged in the fire was deformed in the heat, and the magic attached to it vanished. The living weapon became unrecognizable and fell to the ground with a thud.

Scott's palms were left with black scorch marks. He clenched his left hand and swung it out with his right hand. Nia appeared above him out of thin air, her outstretched arms cut straight into Scott's neck. Scott looked up at him, looking into his pure black eyes.

The arm that had just been raised stopped in mid-air. There seemed to be a huge whirlpool in the darkness, but it was not like the void in the eyes of the undead...... It was as if countless bright stars shimmered in the whirlpool—not a dark place of death, but more like the place where all life was born and returned.

It was just a moment of trance, and it seemed that he had no time to stop the black shadow that was falling on his head. When he came back to his senses, in addition to Nia's distorted figure, there were also circles of blue water waves scattered in his eyes.

The aqua-blue barrier suddenly opened, blocking Niya's attack.

Nia withdrew her hand sharply, as if the gentle aqua blue hurt him more than the golden-red fire. He rolled backwards in midair, spreading his black wings and sliding to the side, trying for a moment to hide his face.

But he has already been recognized.

“...... Nia?"

The young man's voice drifted blankly.

Ed stood on the steps of the entrance, his hands still frozen in the same position he had cast the spell in. Nia lowered her face-covering wings, and for a moment, a nonchalant smile came to her lips again.

"Is it unexpected, surprised, pretty?" he asked, "it's not easy to be like this." ”

The young man, still in shock, couldn't answer—he was so stiff that he looked like he had lost his breath, ready to fall headlong down the steps and fall to pieces.

“...... Why do you always show up when you shouldn't?" Nia sighed, "but it's good to ......"

There will always be a day...... When the camouflage had to be torn off. At least, he didn't have to tear it again, it hurt...... Pain from the inside out.

"Stay there and wait for the grown-ups to solve their problems, okay?" he sternly cocked up a finger.

Ed nodded involuntarily, and then shook his head vigorously after reacting.

"What the hell are you ......," he shouted, but no one was listening.

Once again, Nia rushed at the enemy—it could only be his enemy. His body vanished halfway and reappeared behind Scott.

This time, Scott, who had been on guard, quickly turned around, and the long sword made a sharp sound when it broke through the air, and slashed at his arm without hesitation.

Another layer of blue light opened in time, and although it shattered in an instant, it still made Scott's attack slightly stunned.

Nia took the opportunity to push Scott's eyes. His fingertips had already slashed Scott's neck, and he was forced to retreat in the barrage of wind.

"Can you please stop fighting?!!"

The young man who was ignored yelled angrily, and hurriedly slashed Scott's long sword with a bolt of lightning, "Iss is outside...... I'm going to let him in!!"

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