Roland fought to endure the searing, icy pain emanating from the Curse on his left chest—a pain that seemed to resonate with the horrifying scene ahead. He frowned at Galvis, his voice slightly hoarse from the discomfort.
"'Abyssal Fangs,' 'Nine Prisons' Hounds'… Galvis, what in the world are they?"
Galvis's gaze remained fixed on the terrifying torrent ahead, a churning flood where Chaos and Order intertwined. He explained in a low voice, speaking rapidly but clearly.
"Abyssal Fangs originate from the Endless Abyss, the symbol of infinite Chaos. They are the very embodiment of the Demon camp—twisted beings who know only Destruction and madness."
He tilted his head slightly, looking toward the monsters that resembled flayed humanoids or walking Hyenas.
"And the Nine Prisons' Hounds…"
His voice grew deeper as he pointed to the red figures that maintained a humanoid form, wielding Obsidian Giant Swords and exuding a cold malevolence.
