Powerlessness

"My name is Lemuel." The one coated with blue light spoke first.

"My name is Uriel." The yellow one followed.

"My name is Raphael." The final one who brimmed with red stated.

Their eyes were all fixated on me—filled with nothing but condescending arrogance.

It was no different from how a human would look at an ant.

No, it was even worse.

"To think you were the one who beat Sariel. Unthinkable…" Lemuel, the blue Angel spoke.

Even as I heard them speak, I couldn't rid myself of my body's trembling.

Once again confronted with forces behind my capabilities, I had no choice but to rely on my Trump Card.

'[Subspace]!'

A bright smile appeared on my face as I stared at my targets—hoping they would get absorbed into my special storage space.

Unfortunately… things didn't go as planned!

"It's useless." Uriel stared, smiling a little as he stared at me.