Infernal Pride of An Ancient Demon

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Once the voice resounded, Apollo's mind was assaulted by trepidation. Even in his current demon form, the aura emanating from the cave entrance caused him to take a step back. Despite the system informing him of the location of a "piece", the only thing he felt was unspeakable terror. If this was a piece needed in his path, then just what would he have to attain in the long run?

Furthermore, not just Apollo, even Ouroboros felt apprehensive about this existence. He shirked back on Apollo's shoulder and took cover behind his neck. Yet, even then, he still didn't feel safe. "Master, this isn't safe. Something feels very wrong. It feels like if anything were to happen, we'd be powerless to resist!"