Now that Samael thought about it, even though Tilly kept running away from him during their sparring session, he had never seen fear appear in her eyes. She would always have this sincere look which infuriated him more.
Her actions often didn't match her determined eyes. It was more infuriating than losing to her. Now, Samael understood the reason for that.
Tilly's definition of sparing was different. To her, a spar was not only a test of skills, but a safe place to express their emotions openly.
She never planned to win against Samael. All she wanted was for him to conquer himself, learn to control his emotions, and face his fears.
Samael fixed his gaze up in the air to where Tilly was floating. She was facing the demon fearlessly; she had no weapon whatsoever. However, Samael couldn't feel any sign of disadvantage.
Stay. Conserve your energy.
