Banaya lay painfully on the ground, his head and face completely pressed into the surface. Although he was a significant figure in the Bronze Fortress, in the face of the Hell Lord, he was nothing more than a pathetic little bug.
Filled with resentment, he directed all his venomous curses toward that Human Mage. Even now, he couldn't understand why that guy managed to escape the dream half-plane. He had used that place to eliminate many obstacles that tried to stand in his way, including the former administrator of the Curse Bone Gate. It was because of this that he could hold two identities at once, swapping them for convenience and ultimately serving his final goal.
That goal was to surpass the Lord Bel who weighed on his back. But now it seemed that was almost out of reach. Bel not only pressed on his back but also trampled him into the mud like squashing a bug, nearly squeezing his internal organs out.
