The intense flaming sound emitted by the enormous wolves gradually diminished, at the exact same time that the beasts of fire dissipated into the air, turning into simple warm ashes that fell upon the impeccable red carpet.
"Do not interfere or I will crush you too, Argeus!" Badilus roared, half-turning toward his comrade without lowering the immense staff.
Argeus, maintaining his stoic and refined posture near the stairs, let out a fake cough completely devoid of emotion.
"I have told you that is enough, Badilus." He repeated with an authoritative voice.
'Are these two planning to fight each other now?' Ryan thought.
He turned his body just a little, adjusting his posture to maintain a panoramic view. He did not lower his guard, keeping both Abyssal demons within his field of vision while the shield of his Mana Fortress continued to glow faintly all around him.
'What exactly will you do now, Ophelia?' Ryan thought, directing his gaze to the demon queen sitting on the throne.
