Sinafa's gaze remained fixed on the Panas Succubus opposite her.
In her understanding, among the abyssal demons, succubi were the easiest for wizards to deal with.
Over the long course of a wizard's life, tempered by the passing years, their control over their own desires would gradually deepen. Against succubi, who relied purely on seductive power as both offense and defense, wizards—with their innately formidable spiritual strength—held an absolute advantage.
What was more, Sinafa herself was a witch. She had never thought much of male succubi, much less a frail female succubus.
Sinafa did not actually think much of the enemy before her. The only reason she had yet to make a move was because a danger premonition unique to wizards had been warning her that danger seemed to be drawing near.
Sinafa did not believe that danger came from the succubus before her.
She was now only a few hundred meters away from her destination. If the Demon God descendant named Orucia was nearby, there was surely powerful protection around him. Perhaps the danger premonition in her intuition came from this hidden threat.
"Is there a demon lurking in the shadows, or are there traps here?" Sinafa kept her eyes on the Panas Succubus, but the corners of her eyes swept over the surroundings.
Eh? Sinafa looked toward the sea of flames beside her.
She seemed to vaguely sense a gaze examining her from over there? Could that be the demon hiding in the dark? But why could she not sense any malice in that gaze?
Such self-control over one's emotions? Could it be a Veiled Demon?
"Oh my, getting distracted during a standoff? Are you deliberately giving me an opportunity? Then I won't stand on ceremony." The succubus curled her lips into a seductive smile, and a pale