The sweet, lovely Demoness of Pleasure could no longer smile. Nothing in the man's words, expression, or movements had seemed false, yet he had been lying.
Fors could only marvel at what Odys had done.
First came surprise: He really did lure out a Demoness.
Then regret: Why didn't I think of that?
Odys did not attack immediately. "Why are you exploring these ruins?" he asked.
That was why he had made no particular effort to conceal Fors's movements: he wanted to draw out a Demoness.
At the same time, he extinguished the flames by the door. This was an enclosed space, and a fire would consume a great deal of oxygen.
The sweet, lovely Demoness of Pleasure smiled again, though there was a chill to it now. An Ice Crystal Spear appeared in her hand, and she hurled it at Odys.
Odys used a Defense Scroll. Just as she was about to turn invisible, he raised the Hand of Judgment. "Imprisonment!"
The air around the Demoness of Pleasure grew viscous, trapping her in place.
"Death!" Odys lunged forward and struck the beautiful Demoness of Pleasure with his black-gloved hand, sending her flying.
To be safe, he had used Death first. Once this attack locked onto a target, they could not dodge it.
But the instant he touched the Demoness of Pleasure, Odys shuddered. Even through his glove, he felt the sensation of reaching the climax of sex.
It distracted him for an instant, and he failed to follow through with his next attack.
Gravely wounded by Death, the Demoness of Pleasure immediately used Mirror Substitution.
A mirror shattered, and the sweet, lovely Demoness of Pleasure appeared a short distance away. Her grave wounds had become minor ones.
"Hee-hee." The Demoness of Pleasure giggled at Odys. It felt as though