The instant Darwin appeared, the well-traveled demon princess recognized his true nature. Beneath her mask, she narrowed those long, slender eyes slightly. "Diamond Golem? A constructed automaton?"
Then she laughed, a soundless sneer. So this is what you're relying on? Two little things that have only just stepped through the gates of legend?
With that, she stomped heavily. The two greatswords in Darwin's hands immediately bent, crushing straight into the construct's face. His entire body shot into the abyssal cliff below like a cannonball leaving its barrel, embedding itself in the rock with a thunderous boom and a wisp of blue smoke.
But just as the demon princess's gaze flicked toward the Red Dragon before her, she saw a genuine cannonball burst from the explosion's flames. Instinctively, she tried to dodge.
Having left her territory, she could no longer casually neutralize physical blows of this magnitude as she had before.
Yet before she could react, an inexplicable stabbing pain flared inside her skull, delaying her movement. Only then did she catch, from the corner of her eye, the legendary Psionics casting a spell on her—a mind-interference spell!
Ordinarily, attempting this sort of mental intrusion against a demon lord would have been utterly ridiculous. Setting aside their naturally high resistance to such spells and their absurd saving throws, which made failure exceedingly likely, the Demons of the abyss were all notorious for their bizarre thought patterns. Three mutually contradictory thoughts in a single second were nothing unusual for them.
Poor Altinashi had finally managed to focus on one unusually singular thought today—she only wanted to capture a cute succubus and bring her home—when Garvin's mental spell turned her into an "absent-minded maiden." Though that lapse could only be described as "a momentary daze," by the time she came to, all she