Cain sat up slowly...
The first thing he noticed, was that he was hurting.
Every single inch of his body hurt like hell.
He winced through his teeth,
"Bloody hell..."
He stared down at his body.
Every inch of him was covered in bandages. Even his nether regions!
His face paled at the thought of it,
"That bastard!"
He slowly rose to his feet. Although he was in agony, he wouldn't let that stop him from moving around. The pain wasn't that unbearable.
Besides, he had other things to do.
He had do go find that demon.
He recognized this place. It was the room Azazel had kept him in the first time.
A bit nostalgic, but he didn't have time for sentiments...
He walked out of the room and through the familiar walkway. He had an inkling as to where the egotistical demon could be.
Sure enough, the crisp sound of metal striking metal repeatedly wormed itself into his head.
