"Of course, the battle will not happen here. This world is far too fragile to handle the power of a Celestial Being, after all." Azazel added with a grin.
Cain chuckled bitterly,
'Then how do you thinky body would fare?'
Balangol raised a brow,
"And what do you get out of this, Demon. You can choose to end this farce, but having this scrawny beast do battle with me is purely foolish. There is no meaning to it, like this mortal's life.'
'Ouch... That hurt a bit.' Cain thought to himself.
Azazel shook his head, an expression of pity on his face,
"You gods sure are arrogant, aren't you? Think about it. Do you think a being worth of carrying Ashur's soul if a mere mortal? Ha..."
His eyes sparkled and his gaze drifted a bit,
"This brings me back, to be honest. Back then, the same thing happened."
He glanced at Balangol, who's face had turned black with rage and shook his head,
