Milking Out Loot

"Let's start the second round, shall we?" Argentum said with a light chuckle, a stark contrast to the fear and anxiety the humans felt from how easy it was for the Wind Spirit, which they sought out to capture, to kill them. In actuality, disregarding what Argentum was portraying on the outside, Argentum was feeling incredible shock and surprise from the attack he had just made.

'Although [Lesser Wind Magic] is only at the C-grade Mortal level, to think that it has enough power to pierce through the head of a Rank 0 Animate without a problem…' This was the thought that came to his mind, recalling how the wind bolt he threw pierced through that man's head like butter. Thanks to this, he felt a bit more confident in his power to kill them in one hit.