Before Viper could respond, a massive shadow fell over them.
"RRAAAAWWRR!"
The heavily wounded Tartarus Daemon had finally recovered from the mob attack. It stomped toward them, raising its jagged executioner's axe high above its head, aiming to crush Sebastian, Valerie, and Viper in a single, molten blow.
Viper shrieked, throwing his arms over his head in pure terror.
Sebastian didn't even turn his head. He didn't drop Valerie's hand.
He just casually raised his left arm, pointing his index finger backward without looking. He accessed a tiny, microscopic fraction of his [Concept of Mass] and injected it directly into the Daemon's falling axe.
"Heavy," Sebastian whispered.
CRACK!
