"Hahaha!" Adam laughed loudly, feeling a surge of power coursing through his entire body. He grinned predatorily as he locked eyes with Verison, who appeared as though he'd had an epiphany.
"Y-you..." he began, his voice filled with fear and uncertainty. "Damn... you're alive, you demon race anomaly?"
***
A powerful chill pierced through Verison's body as he grasped the gravity of the situation. His gaze was fixed on the creature with long, sharp wings that were relentlessly slaughtering Middle Demons, who tried to escape but in vain.
"F**K! You son of a b***h, we're kin!"
"F**K"
"AAAAAAHHHHHH!"
Loud curses, insults, and cries of pain echoed across the battlefield, while Verison coldly stared at Adam, whose body was covered in deep wounds rapidly healing. Though the old wounds had already closed, new ones kept appearing.
