There were spiders everywhere around William. At first, he was startled—but he didn't let it show. Showing fear would only make things worse.
"Oh, lost all that composure, huh?" the queen spider sneered. "Not looking so cocky now, are you?"
Now fully transformed into his demonic form, William had a wide arsenal at his disposal. New spells unlocked by the transformation itself—spells whose knowledge simply appeared in his mind, only to vanish once the transformation ended.
And it was precisely these new spells that gave him the confidence he needed to win this battle. They were all based on black fire—a devastating element against spiders.
"You really think I'd come here alone if I wasn't confident in my own power?" William said, glaring at them with pure contempt. "Are you seriously trying to compare your intelligence… to mine?"
