Villain of my own novel

'Were there any humans in the area where I was hunting the monsters just now?' I thought as I continued to slash down monsters with the twin daggers.

"...I believe there were humans in the area where I hunted."

"Pyre."

[PI!]

"Check the area for any human traces."

[PI PIPI]

Pyre vanished from my sight, perhaps because he had already noticed the presence of humans in the area. If there are humans here then they must be…...

[PII PI]

I ran in the direction Pyre had disappeared, as there was a connection between us and I could easily pinpoint his location.

Pyre was flying in circles while glowing in a completely dark cave, and a magic circle written in green monster blood was made visible on the ground by the glow Pyre was emitting.

As I entered the cave, a strong smell of blood hit my nostrils. I soon found Pyre, who was glowing while circling above something, which I saw and froze in place, it was a summoning magic circle, most likely of a demon.

[PI PIIIPI PI]

"Are you certain it's the 'demon summoning ritual'?"

[PI PIP PIIIPI]

"Demon language? But how do humans know demon language?"

How do humans know demon language if the letters written in the magic circle are in demon language? It's not as simple as 'OK, they learned it.' Learning a different race's language means it was passed down to them by that race, and no demon would pass down their knowledge.

"Hmmm."

'I'll need to look into it.' I thought as I walked outside, smudging the magic circle with my foot.

"Pyre." I called out to him, he looked at me, and the cave was sealed off from the inside, so perfectly that it appeared that there had never been a cave there in the first place.

RUMBLE

An ogre appeared as it pushed down a boulder on us, Pyre controlled the boulder's moments as he made small bumps in ground and the boulder arched around us a fell to the ground.

BOOM

".....Haaa."

I sighed, despite the fact that I was the one who taught him to be efficient and to use simple magic to avoid attacks, couldn't he use a little of his brain? They say 'you reap what you sow' it must be true, it's my fault for not teaching him properly.

All of the monsters on that hill began to surround us, so I closed my eyes and concentrated on my magic powers because the weapons I needed now had to be very heavy. A massive two-headed war axe made of ice manifested in my right hand, and three hatchets of ice manifested in my left hand, the hatchets were slightly curved.

I stuck my war axe to the ground, handle facing up, bent to right and threw all three hatchets like a boomerang with full force, creating a circular wind pressure formed every time I threw a hatchet, which flew towards the monsters like missiles while cutting through the wind. I picked up my war axe, which was stuck in ground doing a front flip, using the momentum of the flip, I swung the axe to the ground which left behind a wheel of white trail as the air chilled considerably.

BOOM

A huge fissure formed before me, I grinned with my eyes wide open, locked on the monsters, and launched myself into the middle of the monster horde, Pyre formed spikes from where I landed and killed the monsters who were too close to me, I swung my axe 360 degrees, killing 20 monsters who were approaching me in one go.

SLASH

SWISH

My hatchet returned like a boomerang, but there was only one. I crouched a little and leaped towards the direction I threw the hatchets, I continuously swung my axe through the monsters, leaving a trail of green and dark red blood, I found one of the hatchets stuck to a monster's head after leaving an arc of dead monsters, I picked it up and leaped forward to find the other.

I found the other stuck to the shoulder of a wolf, I don't know if I can call it a wolf though, hmmmm..... what is it called... ah a 'werewolf.' Yes, I found it stuck in the shoulder of a werewolf.

"Eh?" a werewolf? I titled my head in confusion.

'Werewolf' is exactly what the name implies, a human-like wolf, with its strong hide and thick layer of fur that cushion most of the attacks and with its agile moments, it can easily defeat a grade- 9 monster and is considered a high rank monster even among grade- 10 monsters, so what is it doing near the middle of sector one? They are said to be found deep in Sector One; They're not sure how credible this information is yet, but it is true, as I know firsthand.

Werewolf held a club and walked around looking for something.

'Is it looking for the hatchet's owner?'

WHEEEEWEE

I whistled at the werewolf and pointed at myself.

"Oi.... it's me, Senour."

"It is me, Mari.... kuhum, I'm the owner."

"....krrr"

"What? You don't understand?"

"It. Is. Mine." I said as I pointed at the hatchet stuck in its shoulder and pointed back at myself.

"Krrrr"

"This dumb f.... fuuuu."

I picked up a small rock from the ground and threw it at the werewolf's head.

"That is mine, you dumb f**k." I said as I played with the other hatchets, each in one hand.

KRAAWOOO

The werewolf dashed towards me with a club in its right hand.

"Yes, you understand now?"

"But why are you fighting like a human?"

"Kraaaa" the werewolf accelerated considerably.

"Pyre, make sure no monster interferes."

[PI PIPIPIII PI]

"Aye, but it's been so long."

[PI PIIPIPI]

"..... where did you learn to talk like that?"

[...]

[….... PI PIIIPI PI]

Pyre flew towards my right and started to kill monsters that were approaching us.

"C'mon, you can't just blame me for fighting like a beast."

KRAAWWOOO

Werewolf appeared in front of me, flung its club, I took a step forward, punched the hand in which it held the club, the club flew behind me and crashed somewhere, not caring, I kicked its stomach, a circular wind pressure formed from the impact and it flew back and fell on the ground, it woke up and looked at me with shocked expression, I grinned, 'as expected of a grade- 10 monster, it doesn't fall easily.'

"... krrr"

"Shut it, we're talking here."

"Oi, Pyre look here, a beast is part of nature so you can't criticize me."

[...]

".... what're you looking at?"

[...]

He started to fly away to the opposite direction without answering me.

".....Hmph."

I scoffed at Pyre and turned to face the werewolf who was glaring at me. I grinned and a light blue hue enveloped my hands, forming ice claws, and I bent down with my hands on the ground and my left leg behind. Now that I was ready to attack the werewolf, I raised my head and looked at the werewolf, who stood there glaring at me.

"Let's fight." I said as my grin deepened.