Third Person's POV
"Hisss... But how is that possible?
All the outsiders I have killed until now were so weak.
And you know very well that even the two of us together could barely fight off that warrior from the Venombrood Clan."
The first figure sounded increasingly perplexed.
It wasn't as though they were unfamiliar with the strength of the outsiders who had entered this realm.
They had already encountered and killed several of them, and none had displayed particularly impressive abilities.
Yet the remains before them told a completely different story.
The blue-skinned demon was no ordinary opponent.
Even the two of them working together had struggled to deal with him, and now he had been reduced to a pile of melted flesh.
Whoever had accomplished this was undoubtedly far more dangerous than the outsiders they had encountered so far.
"Don't be so surprised."
The second figure spoke again, its tone remaining composed.
"There might be stronger individuals among them.
