"Then we should hurry and withdraw from the battlefield."
Knowing full well how terrifying Four-digit opponents were, Black Rabbit grabbed her sponsor and prepared to leave. A battle between Four-digits was simply not something Five-digits like them could interfere in.
"There's no need for that."
Pest, who ranked among the strongest Five-digits, shook her head as she watched the "battle" in the distance. This fight was already nearing its end just as it began.
"Why?"
The still-young Sandora had many doubts in her heart.
Before Pest could explain, a black shadow suddenly fell from above. Like a meteor from beyond the heavens, it crashed to the ground and smashed viciously into a nearby building.
"Boom—!"
The remarkably sturdy building snapped in half under the immense impact. The ground shook violently as dust and gravel erupted everywhere without restraint.
The girls caught in the blast could only raise their hands to shield their faces.
"Pah, pah, pah! What was that supposed to be?"
Black Rabbit spat out the sand in her mouth and muttered gloomily.
"That guy is Maxwell."
Before long, a white-haired, golden-eyed youth overflowing with divine aura approached from afar.
His name was Kalki, the hero destined to save the world in Indian mythology, and Maxwell's nominal superior.
Now that he no longer needed to play along with Maxwell, the tenth Divine King of the Indian Divine Pantheon unhesitatingly joined forces with a certain war god and unleashed everything he had on his former teammate.
Watching the scene before her, Sandora—who had recently been attacked by Kalki and Maxwell and lost the Star Sea Dragon King's Horn—fell into a daze at the sight of the Demon King Alliance's first echelon fighting among themselves.
What... was going on?
Were they fighting over an uneven division of the spoils?
"The Third