A monster that could kill me with one hit.
And a Demon Slayer who had vowed to protect the world from the corruption of Demons.
It was very obvious who was stronger, but in my eyes, the battle before me was more like a beautiful tango of death.
My master, Cairo, used his speed to dodge and launch attacks at the Orc Juggernaut every time there was an opening, sending sparks flying in the places where his sword managed to hit.
But his opponent has overwhelming strength.
A single punch from it destroyed the walls of the houses in the vicinity and the road that served as their temporary battlefield.
Even the other Orcs and Goblins that have arrived at the scene couldn't recklessly intervene.
If they got too close to that dance of death, their lives will also end in a heartbeat.
