Perfect. Oreo being offended was apparently the Demon Realm's biggest tactical mistake.
The moment his tantrum peaked, every demon within eyesight made the same collective decision.
Kill the loud one.
Their heads snapped toward him. Red eyes locked. Blades turned. Spells warped mid-cast and redirected.
All aggro. Zero survival instincts.
Oreo noticed.
"Oh?" he said, voice dropping into something smug and dangerous. "YOU WANT ME?"
He laughed.
Actually laughed.
A booming, delighted sound that shook loose chunks of obsidian from the ground as demons swarmed him from every direction.
Claws scraped his scales. Magic detonated against his chest. Blades bit into him and… stopped.
Did nothing.
His HP bar didn't even twitch.
"HAHAHA!" Oreo roared, spreading his arms wide. "YES. HIT HARDER. I'VE MISSED THIS."
He stomped once.
The shockwave rippled outward like a ring of judgment, flattening a dozen demons into red mist and shattered bones.
