Doing It For His Own Pleasure

While Nurah had already joined Levi on the other side, sitting next to him and conversing about the Wyvern's puzzle he solved, Demetris' door was still shut.

He was seen standing in front of it with a deadpan expression while his eyes were peeking through the keyhole, gazing at Levi and Nurah talking and laughing with each other.

A mere door separating them, yet Demetris felt like he was left behind on the loser's bench... a feeling he never experienced once in his life.

-How disappointing.-

-Is this his limit? I thought he was better than this.-

-He let his emotions get the best of him.-

Suddenly, the nightcrawlers' negative comments rained down on Demetris, jolting him awake from his daze. As he lifted his head and saw their judgmental and disappointed looks, he felt like his heart was stabbed by a hundred knives.

"No, no..." Demetris murmured, looking like he was trying to summon the words to defend himself.