Viktor and Warth exchanged curious glances as they observed Adam, their expressions etched with intrigue. Despite their keen senses, they couldn't detect even a trace of the mysterious power that had so decisively intervened in their battle.
Viktor, the first to speak, acknowledged Adam's strength but delivered a warning in a tone that held both respect and a hint of skepticism. "I have to admit that you are quite strong, but don't get conceited just because you've bested some third-rate warriors."
Warth, sporting an ominous expression, chimed in, issuing a cryptic command. "Come with me."
In Adam's mind, Lucifer's voice, dripping with sarcasm and mischief, resounded. His taunts suggested a farcical challenge: pit Viktor and Warth against each other, with the victor earning the right to claim Adam.
