The Primordial Demon was confused by the chain of events. Everything happened so fast that his brain was unable to keep up. Ren waited for a minute or two for the Primordial Demon's answer but the Primordial Demon did not respond.
"Did you not hear me?" Ren asked as he squeezed even tighter on the Primordial Demon's neck.
"Are you... T-the... Strongest Mortal... Soul?" When Ren heard the Primordial Demon's question the smile on his face grew wider.
"What do you think?" Seeing that smile and hearing his response, the Primordial Demon felt his heart sinking in despair. That would mean that there was no hope for escape.
"W-w... Wh... Wh... Why?" Despite how difficult it was to speak while his throat was being squeezed, the Primordial Demon couldn't help but ask.
