Even with three of us—myself, Silena, and the Hero—facing off against Seraphine in her demonized state, the fight was anything but easy.

I was already at my limit, having drained all my mana in the earlier battle with the Demon King. All I could rely on now was my physical strength. The Hero, Getmwa Joshegiquat, was clearly distracted, his swings hesitant, his focus scattered, likely shaken by the abrupt turn of events in the story right before the supposed ending.

Clang! Clang!

The only one among us fighting at full capacity was Silena. In her usual unnervingly calm state, she …