A Swift Assault

“Wow, did you just see that?”

From atop their scouting mount. Those who had headed towards the Demon to ascertain the battle's progress couldn't help but be astonished by the sight before their eyes.

“He moved so fast he was almost invisible. He really *charged* and in the blink of an eye plunged his spear, didn't he?”

The battle seemed even more favorable than they had anticipated. Honestly, coming to this Battlefield, they had harbored many worries. After all, their aerial observers had been dispatched on the assumption that Yor's party might be defeated.

Even if it was a bit cynical, it couldn't be helped. If Asmodeus gained the upper hand, they would need to spread that information everywhere. Of course, they had provided everyone with enchanted speaking stones, but it was common for people to forget to use them during combat.

If a disaster occurred, they needed to relay a message through their speaking stones faster than anyone else. Only then could people secure time to escape.

For that reason, despite their many internal worries when they were dispatched, it was clear upon actual observation that Yor's party held the Advantageous Position.

The very first sight they witnessed upon arrival was Yor charging and tearing a large hole in the Demon's chest.

Many people were simply delighted, but some were impressed for slightly different reasons.

*‘Seriously... I wouldn't even be able to react.’*...