“Wonderful. I’ve already thanked my Master for providing me with a battlefield. If you didn’t come, wouldn’t that make me look like an idiot?”

…No.

She had already fought a battle.

More creatures like the ones from just then were lying on the ground in pools of their own blood. Some looked like mutated chimpanzees, others were like sharks that lived on land, and others still were like metamorphosing snails. Not a single one of these anomalous monsters remained alive.

I could not help but shiver in fear at the sight of those splintered shells. Those mystery-immersed shells were probably even stronger than steel.

Yes. The one that stood in the center of all of this was the true monster.

The strongest kind of familiar, who could even defeat the unknown beasts of Spirit Tomb Albion.

Lord El-Melloi II's Case Files: Grand Roll (Middle); Chapter 1, Part 2