"Human who worships Athena, Minotaur was one of us demons. His eternal life should not have ended at your hands."
Cyclops stopped before Cornelius. His voice boomed like thunder, and his vertical pupil reflected the man's figure. He gazed coldly at this human who seemed so small to him. "We Magic Beasts you call demons will use your blood and soul to silence Minotaur's cries."
Cornelius looked up at the one-eyed giant and took a deep breath. He assumed the opening stance of the Pegasus Meteor Fist. A flicker of embarrassment crossed his mind as he struck the pose, but he cast it aside in an instant.
At the same time, unease stirred within him. Is Athena watching me? Will she descend to save me when I'm in danger?
Screech—
Harpy was the first to lose patience. She beat her broad wings and let out a shrill cry as she swooped from the sky, thick with fire and poison.
Sharp talons extended beneath her, reaching for Krov.
To her senses, Krov posed virtually no threat.
"Fuck!"
Krov's heart lurched. He instinctively tried to dodge, but when he went to move, he discovered his body would not obey him at all.
Numb. Stiff. Unresponsive. It felt as though someone had severed the nerves connecting his brain to his body. None of his commands would go through.
I'm done for.
Krov's heart quailed. He was close to tears. I'm just an ordinary person! I never wanted to fight you!
Then a shout rang out beside him.
"Pegasus Meteor Fist!"
Joy surged through him at the sound. It was the voice of that mysterious Saint Seiya.
As the cry rang out, a skyful of fists blasted in from the side, their images mingling with dazzling light. They lent the fire- and poison-filled area