The black slime demon gradually turned bigger and bigger until it finally formed the same humanoid form I once faced against. The four arms, the four red beaming eyes on its head, and the red mouth. It has every single nightmare fuel powering it, and it is just as scary as I remembered it.
'Another 'B' class demon… It might also be tougher than the rock demon.'
Aunt Linda suddenly said, and I opened my eyes widely at her words.
That black slime demon is… just as powerful, if not, stronger than the rock demon???
How the hell did I survive the first time I encountered it??
Then, I was reminded of the savior who saved me and Nico that day. The first day we went demon hunting, we were immediately met with such a powerful demon. We were lucky that the short haired lady saved us and killed the demon. Otherwise, both of us could've been dead by then.
The short haired lady… any chance where she might come save me again…?