Anyone wouldn't think much of it when they see an ant. In fact, they might even have the leisurely mood to observe what the ant is doing or where it is going.
On the other hand, if there were an army of ants climbing over the person's body without ant and looked as if they would not surrender—when slapping themselves, rolling all over the floor to crush a whole lot of them proved meaningless, their mood would most likely be sour.
And that was how Sakasugi was feeling right now.
There were clearly no champions amongst these humans who came out nowhere—to a dragon, the greatest of supernatural species, born atop all that was extraordinary and strengthening even as they slumbered, the Players certainly were no champions despite having recently treaded within the supernatural.
And yet, Sakasugi could only feel immeasurably shocking toughness from them!