Corrupted soul

Test!

A huge pressure descended onto the surroundings; Kenta felt a heavy weight fell onto his body as the figure slowly closed the distance. Standing by at the entrance was a muscular man, with bald head and bearded chin.

The man was topless and seemed to be somewhere in his late thirties. His well refined abs were visible, and his muscles swelled.

Feeling the man's gaze on him Kenta had the illusion that he was standing before a fierce dragon, ready to devour its prey.

However, once he saw both Jessica and Leroux, that pressure instantly disappeared as he raised both eyebrows.

"Oh, you two are already back? I thought I won't be seeing any of your faces for another three months." The man said, a little surprised.

"Heh~, why does it sound like you're trying to get rid of us?" Jessica asked, a smile adorning her face.

"Oyy, I'd never! Without you calming down that crazy woman would be impossible, even for me, you know." The man's face stiffens for an instant, as he recalled a certain event.

"Hm? That woman, she came here?" Leroux asked, surprised.

"Yeah, she did. Sigh, she caused quite a disaster. In order to alleviate her boredom, she came here and challenge one of the seven swords, you can easily imagine how that went." The man said, as his expression became somewhat bitter.

"... If it's that woman, I wouldn't be surprised if the entire temple is destroyed." Jessica replied, her expression becoming serious as she remembered her encounter with that 'Woman.'

Hearing the words of Jessica Kenta's poker face broke as he wondered who could be so strong to destroy the entire temple, everyone here were insanely strong from his point of view. "Um, who are they talking about?" Kenta asked, Leroux. "A woman who is said to be the most dangerous woman in the world." Leroux replied, in a serious tone.

"Eh? More dangerous than Jessica?" He questioned.

"Yes, a thousand times more dangerous, if Jess over there could be said to be a monster, then... that woman can be said to be a demon. The numbers of strong nations destroyed by her fist is so large that it's enough to give any king or emperor nightmares to have her knocking at their door." Leroux explained, as he sweats visibly.

Seeing his state Kenta couldn't help but wonder what kind of person this woman was, someone even more dangerous than Jessica, 'It seems I need to reevaluate my thoughts a bit more.' Kenta thought, as he placed his hand beneath his chin.

"Hm? Who is this boy?" The man changed the subject not wanting to talk about that "Demon" Anymore. Realizing she hadn't introduced him yet; Jessica's expression went back to its stoic look.

"This is Kenta." Jessica explained. "Hm, Kenta?" The man said, as he observed Kenta's appearance closely, as though to "Evaluate" Him. 'Interesting, he has a rather peculiar aura around him.' he thought.

Soon, a powerful pressure left his body and was being focused on Kenta, Kenta felt his heart clench as that pressure fell down onto his body, 'Argh, how many times are they going to forced me to kneel!' He was starting to get rather frustrated now.

"Cough, cough." Kenta coughed out a mouthful of blood as he fell to his knees.

"Hey, old man, what are you doing?" Jessica asked, in a cold tone. She narrowed her blue eyes sharply as she asked. Feeling the pressure coming from her the man grin.

"Hahahahahaha! To think you would intervene to save someone, it seems there is something about this boy that really caught your eye." The man laughed heartily when he saw the usual indifferent Jessica reaction.