"Indeed."
As Angel was focusing on Trom, he heard Greya's voice by his ear.
Greya slightly furrowed her brows, eyes fixated on the deathly still Asaz, her expression unusually serious.
Angel followed her gaze.
Previously, because he was watching Trom, he hadn't paid attention to Asaz. Now, facing him directly, Angel couldn't help but frown as well.
On Asaz's body, there was a familiar fluctuation that Angel felt. Unlike the obscure concealed energy on Trom, Angel almost immediately analyzed the source of the fluctuations on Asaz.
"A demon?" Angel murmured in surprise.
Greya turned her head: "You sensed it too? Oh, I almost forgot, you previously stirred up a big storm in Lassudral, and it's still causing waves to this day."
Greya paused, then nodded: "Indeed, it's Demonic Power."
