Old man Bael stood still as he watched Liam silently.
Click!!!
Hooking his great axe to his back, Old man Bael walked away as he headed back to the clan.
"Let's get back to the clan first, then we can talk about it"
Swoooosh!!!!!
It all happened in a moment, with Liam being a tier 7 lesser ranked devil ascendant made no effort as he pushed all his strength into legs, instantly appearing near old man Beal.
Swinging without a lack of care, Liam felt his sword slicing through the air, knowing that he had missed.
Swinging it again with the same ferocity, Liam thought he had missed again until he felt something blocking his attack and holding it in place.
Drip!! Drip!!!!
A thick liquid flowed through his blade as Liam felt a warm liquid slowly covering his hands.
Bringing his hands up, Liam shivered uncontrollably as the image he saw was slowly burning itself into his memories.
