Bab 84: The Fiery Spirit of A NEET

Iris wrapped her arms around herself as she continued to shake, flinching as another thunderous footstep carved itself through the soil.

When the enigmatic fiend made itself visible, passing through the line of trees and into the sunlight, Ren understood why it elicited such a despair-driven reaction.

"--What the…"

Nothing about its form made any sense. It stood on stout, veiny legs, each toe resembling the shape of a hand with all five fingers, caressing the soil it cursed with its presence. Four, muscular arms protruded from the sides of its humongous torso, which took up most of its unorthodox body. It had no head, unless the torso counted--holding its massive mouth, which opened with four, slimy prongs that revealed dozens of giant, sharp teeth, stained with blood and muck.