As Anthony's voice resonated through the air, all the churning thoughts within the demons came to an abrupt halt.
No longer did they click their tongues in frustration.
This time, their faces twisted into clear frowns, the weight of his answer sinking in.
Killing intent flared in their eyes, sharp and venomous.
Yet Anthony did not flinch.
He stood unmoved, exuding a detached calm, as though the growing animosity around him held no sway.
"You've amazed me once again"
The Executioner said, his voice tinged with genuine curiosity.
He raised an eyebrow, his gaze fixed on Anthony with a mix of amusement and mild disbelief.
"Are my riddles truly that simple, or is it that you're simply too sharp?"
He leaned back slightly, his eyes never leaving Anthony.
It had taken Anthony one second less to answer the second riddle, a riddle that had been designed to be more difficult.
