High up in the Air Above the Wasteland

Satan watches on as the Princess fights the random demon whose name Satan doesn’t even remember. And all Satan can feel is a vicious mixture of two strong emotions.

Extremely strong fear.

And shock.

By the Demon King… she’s actually fighting on par with a Class V… while at Class IV…

The demon in charge of the current assault finds himself unsure of how to take this. Because not once in history has a being ever been able to cross the boundaries to kill a Class V while at Class IV. Not even the Demon King could do it, nor assassins who had every possible advantage they could get.

But now he feels as if he’s watching history, a vague spark of hope filling his eyes. One mixed with a small amount of bitterness.

Because he knows that no matter what happens, he loses. If the Princess dies to his challenge, he’ll be ostracized by every last demon on Tartarus and possibly even killed. No, most likely killed.

And if the Princess wins against his challenge, then he will be required to retreat. All of the work they just did, all of the demons they sacrificed to do so, will be lost. And they won’t be able to attack again for an entire month, which is more than enough time for the humans to regain their control. Especially since Satan failed to kill one of the Knights before she got there.

All because I was messing around…

Satan grits his teeth and glares in the direction of the Red Knight, who is only barely managing to retain his consciousness after having woken up due to the battle.

After a few seconds though he returns his gaze back to the chaos going on down below him.

All throughout the battlefield, hundreds of creatures made of darkness can be seen running around while battling with thousands of creatures made of blood. Meanwhile the Princess tries to fight against the nightshade without much success since it’s now hiding amongst the summons, occasionally jumping out and attacking her like a nightshade normally would do against an equal opponent. Unlike what it’s been doing up till now, which it only does against weaker opponents.

Satan specifically chose a nightshade as her opponent because of several reasons.

For one, a nightshade has blood despite appearing to be made out of pure darkness, and so do its minions. Something that nightshades often confuse people about. So the Princess’s blood magic will work on them.

For two, a nightshade is a summoner and stealth focused combat specialist. They like to summon hordes of shades and hide amongst them while slowly whittling down their opponents, taking any chance they can to assassinate them if possible. Meaning the Princess will be able to use that skill she has that lets her grow stronger from killing enemies.

Lastly, nightshades are demons of the Sin of Pride, and Pride demons are the easiest to force into a duel like this.

Satan continues watching the fight as the nightshade occasionally moves in and deals a blow against the Princess before backing away again before she can respond. A process that repeats itself over and over again, the Princess’s speed still not being a match for the nightshade’s strongest capability. Even with her seemingly being finished preparing.

Damnit, just how-

His thoughts cut off when the Princess – still in her beast form – suddenly raises her front two legs and lets out a loud roar, making a massive field of white energy appear out of nowhere in front of her. And as if they were puppets cut from a string, the shades inside of the field of white energy just collapse onto the ground. Then several more of these fields appear all around the wasteland as well.

But Satan can’t help but notice how her own blood summons are also falling to the ground and turning into nothing but blood when they touch the fields as well.

Right. She has null magic.

Satan feels a faint wave of relief fill him at that thought.

Then he notices something he hadn’t noticed before.

Every time the nightshade strikes at the Princess, the nightshade seems to flinch as well. As if it was also taking damage alongside the Princess.

Satan’s eyes widen as he remembers one particular skill the Princess has. One that he had somehow forgotten about.

The one that deals damage back to those who attack her at a fixed rate.

With that skill… she might just pull this off.

The Lord of Hellfire’s son almost can’t believe he actually thought that, even though he truly believes it.

A child accomplishing what the Demon King failed to do.

Killing a Class V while at Class IV.

The mere idea is thought of as an impossibility by everyone, demon or human. With no exceptions to that rule outside of stupid idiots who end up dying in their attempt instead after pissing off a Noble demon.

But now a blood lycan child of no older than twenty-one years old may very well succeed. And not just in killing a Class V while at Class IV, but killing a Class V while not even at the level cap of Class IV. A Class V who isn’t even at the bottom of Class V.

It’s just absurd!

And that’s not even considering her new Elemental Shifting and Manipulation skills. Something most Nobles never get, much less a demon at Class IV.

Satan begins to feel himself briefly questioning his common sense as he watches the Princess continue her fight with the nightshade whose name he still can’t remember. But then he blinks as he begins to wonder if His Majesty is watching them right now.

Probably is.

The oni briefly glances over at the Knights who he started to float into the air at some point just to keep their disabled selves out of the way of the battle. Then he focuses on the battle again right as the Princess does something unexpected.

She stops in the middle of the wasteland and seems to just let the nightshade score a direct hit on her. But not before she begins to glow with a bright red light.

What is she doing now?!