Firelight and smoke mingled in a chaotic scene in the alleys of the slums.
"Tremble in fear! The Demon King will soon rule the entire world!"
Several black-robed members of the Demon King Cult waved their weapons, wantonly destroying everything in their path.
They used wind magic to overturn every stall along the road and earth magic to wreak havoc, leaving the once-level street riddled with craters. They even hurled fireballs at the wooden houses, instantly setting them ablaze.
"Stop right there, you bastards!"
A gray figure charged into the alley like a gust of wind.
It was Victoria.
After hearing explosions ring out in the streets of the Imperial Capital from the square, she had immediately realized this area might be in danger and rushed over.
Although another explosion had come from the square shortly after she left, making her worry that Greg and Sylvia might be in trouble.
But Greg was even stronger than she was, and Veronica was with Sylvia, so neither of them should have any problems.
In the end, she had chosen to make protecting the children in the slums her first priority.
And to her relief, it looked as though she had arrived just in time.
Victoria thrust both hands forward, unfurling an aqua-blue magical barrier in front of her that intercepted another fireball flying toward a wooden house.
Water collided with fire with a series of hisses, sending steam billowing out.
An earth spike shot out immediately afterward, piercing the leading cultist's shoulder with pinpoint accuracy and pinning him to the wall behind him as he screamed in agony.
"Damn it! Get her together!"
The remaining cultists immediately surrounded her, but after her training in the Dungeon, Victoria's movements had become far more agile than before.
She dodged and weaved through the narrow