The air grew heavier. Not because of Azrael's demonic pressure, but because of something deeper.
Eternity.
Daniel slowly let out a breath. There was no hesitation left in his eyes. At this point, he had realized that underestimating an enemy was something only fools did.
From the very beginning, he had known the Crown Prince would be a very difficult opponent, and he had never tried to look down on him. And now, he had reached the conclusion that he needed to use more power.
At the same time, he didn't want to waste any more time here. He didn't know why, but his instincts were warning him that something dangerous might happen.
Azrael felt the change.
Not through sight, but through instinct. He could feel the power of eternity within this human… this was exactly what he had been searching for all this time. Yet instead of him, this human had managed to obtain it.
"…This feeling, haha, it's better than I expected… Maybe I really can turn my ambitions into reality."
