"Well? What are you waiting for?"
Kalliope continued to antagonize him even when she saw the sharp glint of murderous intent flashed through the old man's eyes. Instead, she sneered internally and let out a soft snort while looking down at Roy. Even if there were to be ten of him, she would still be able to take care of them all.
Wild his aura might be, however in the face of such a mighty force like Kalliope, Roy's power somehow became miniscule. It almost amount to nothing, especially since Kalliope had now possessed a demonic power as well.
If it hadn't been the case, then perhaps Roy might still stand a chance to at least struggle under Kalliope's tyrannical oppression. However, he was truly unfortunate.