Fighting a Demon General I

“My, My, how impatient.” The demoness voiced coyly. “Why don’t we wait until the men begin? I promise I’ll give you a good show then.”

Freya guessed that she was referring to the battle between Archmage David and the Demon Lord. However, the third circle mage didn’t have that much time. She only had a little over nine minutes of the ten for which her stats were boosted.

“Golden Sword!” The mage immediately activated the skill attached to the Holy Silver Sword.

A golden construct of light erupted from the tooth tied to the sword. The golden light took the shape of the silver blade and covered it like a second skin. The glowing golden sword, now, emitted a massive amount of holy energy.

Even the demon general sensed the energy that went against her very nature. If mana was the opposite of miasma, then holy magic was where that difference reached its peak. The powerful demonkin naturally felt a sense of fear and dread that was deeply ingrained in her body.