Bab 242: Second Phase

"Yes, Senior." The level three didn't want to bow his head too low to humans, but he would kiss the ground for a royal hellhound. "He didn't seem to have magic coming from his body, but he had something humans called a witch tech weapon. Two hunters wielding mid-grade saint tech are also with him."

"Discontinue pushing towards them. I'll deal with them myself." The hellhound gurgled his laughter and phased into a humanesque figure for mobility. However, his form was flawed as he looked more like a werewolf than a real human. Then again, not all hellhounds were masters of transfiguration.

The level three only phase out of sight again to enact orders. The hellhound then walked out of the circle of high-level witches… until someone lifted his head up and turned to him in a rather belittling manner. The witch spoke: "Sorga, I'm assuming that you can handle such small pests without needing help. Just try not to die or disgrace my name as your master..."