"It doesn't matter what he is, what he has done, or how great he is! What matters is that we were told to capture him! And now that we have cornered him—that is exactly what we are going to do, and there is nothing you or he can do about it!
This battle is over!
Ove—!!"
"RRROOOOOOAAAAAAAAAARRRRRR!!"
The mage shouted, but before he could even complete, Igni's pain-filled roar was heard, shaking the entire area.
For a moment, the beasts present in the area flinched. They too could feel the pain in the Dragon's voice. The ridiculously strong enemy they were facing—it felt like it was finally going down.
But…
None of the beasts felt a sense of accomplishment. They didn't even feel the joy of taking down an enemy they should have never been able to.
All they felt was…
A sense of dread.
As if… they had committed a…
Sin.
As if… they had done something they shouldn't have done.
