The devil with the saber chuckled when he noticed how calmly Max was sizing them up. "You're awfully composed for someone in your position."
Max looked back at him. "Should I be scared?"
A few of the devils smiled at that.
The 5th level devil stepped forward. His skin was crimson, four short horns lined his forehead, and a black spear rested in his hand. "So the rumors weren't exaggerated," he said. "The Law Manifestation Realm Primordial who wiped out Greyjin with one finger really does have some arrogance in him."
Max's eyes narrowed a little.
They knew about the Battle Space, which meant they hadn't just picked up the trail of some random Primordial leaving Bloodstone City. They had been waiting specifically for him.
The devil with the saber laughed. "You made quite an impression yesterday. Half of Bloodstone City is talking about you."
