Chapter 513: It's A One-of-a-kind Gift!
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The lone stranger — who had a sorcerer's armor on — standing before the horde of demons was akin to a leaf bracing for a thunderstorm.
None of the distraught soldiers cheered, as they regarded the stranger's actions as an attempted suicide. Only Dante the hound looked spirited; after shouting at the top of his voice for a while, he urged the other soldiers to gather together and ready their weapons.
No one paid him any mind, though. The other sorcerers had lost all hope, so they secretly plotted to flee the moment the city gets overwhelmed.
The armored stranger stirred. He glared coldly at the demon horde stampeding towards him and raised his right hand. "Sleep in the dirt, where you belong."
The stranger then balled his right hand into a fist.
CREATORS' THOUGHTS 
KafkaOfTheRubbles
KafkaOfTheRubbles [1] If this eludes you, well… it kinda eludes me too. As in, I’m not sure what exactly is this supposed to mean other than a joke (I guess?) that sounded vaguely homophobic (you know, wiping your hands clean just because you touched a gay man? That’s what I’m getting, at least!). Make of that what you will, though remember: the author’s stance does not represent ours.
Gifts
-- Gift
received Weekly Power Status
-- Power
Ranking 
-- Power
stone