Vonun?!

Descending slowly from where the wooden spear had landed, they saw him—tall and lean, his dirty blond hair tousling in the breeze.

His greyish skin gave him an almost sickly appearance, enhanced by the dark eyebags beneath his flower-patterned irises.

A faint stubble traced his sharp jawline, while two prominent horns curved upward from his head. A tail, long and sharp, extended from his lower back, curling and piercing the ground below him.

Both Arthur and Evan recognized him instantly; they'd seen him up close during the volcanic dungeon ambush.

"VONUN!"

The name slipped from their lips, and in response, the Archdevil spread his wings wide. The sky turned dark and the ground trembled as massive wooden tendrils erupted around them, twisting and reaching, poised to attack.

And with that, the real fight began.