"Who are you?"
Anthony's lips parted at last as he finally spoke, his voice steady despite the oppressive weight pressing down on the atmosphere.
The man before him smiled faintly at the question, his expression unreadable, and then he spoke.
"For being able to even stop one of my skills, you've earned the courtesy of an introduction. My name is Azrath Kaelthar Morvanyx Doomrend. You may simply call me the Demon King."
The instant those names manifested into existence and reached Anthony's ears, the system chimed coldly in his mind.
[Ding]
[The Host has been cursed]
