"Huff, haah, huff, haah..."
Doris breathed deeply, leaning against the stone wall of the cave, gazing towards the path she had come from.
If these were normal demons, the path would be covered with corpses by now.
But demons formed from concentrated pollution would dissipate after death, turning back into Demonic Qi, leaving behind the vessel that formed the demon.
In the beginning, Doris would collect these trophies from vanquished demons, but later she left them lying on the ground, too lazy to touch them.
"The night in these ruins is truly dangerous... Why did I leave the stronghold?"
Doris regretted leaving the stronghold.
Upon learning about her scores, she checked her specialty score in Magic Puppetry and saw she ranked fifth, while Hilia was third. In a fit of anger, she stormed out of the camp to clear her mind.
