[Bonus chapter thanks to Eeshoo. May he spend all his time making money and forget to reproduce so this fuckery ends here]
Even long after Sylas had disappeared into the distance, slaughtering everything that came across his path, Riqo and Ziel continued to kneel as though this new position was somehow more comfortable for them.
"Is he… really human?" Riqo wheezed out, speaking more to himself than anyone else.
Ziel didn't answer, and Riqo didn't expect him to. There were just some people who were beyond the limits of reason, people that couldn't be measured by what stats popped up on their screens or what their Race Grade reflected.
They had just never seen one come from a Summoned World. But maybe if the others they were thinking of had been put in such a situation, they would have succeeded much the same.
Was that true? They had no way of knowing.
