"What are you doing?" Seiya's voice was cold, dripping with edge as he gazed up at the monster—evidently angered.
As if standing before a being higher than he could defy, the orc's muscles stiffened to a frozen state, stilling him in place. Seiya's words had come heavy enough to descend on the orc like a meteorite, making it impossible for him to even move.
The other monsters all halted, ceasing their attacks and turning their attention to Seiya. Neither of them moved, they simply stood still, eyes glued on Seiya.
Still maintaining his posture—hand raised with his sickle—the demon stared at Seiya in silence, mirroring the silent shock on all the others.
"Did he just…stop the monster with just his words?"
"The monster isn't advancing any further. He really stopped."
"They all stopped, and aren't making any move to attack him."
Murmurs rose from the Humanity Saviors at the sight before them, the demons watching with widespread eyes of shock, speechless.
