There I stood, right in front of my victim with a grin hitched on my face. His body was spiked by my golden swords, and he knelt, unable to regenerate as he always had.
Even if he has the ability of the demon, if I keep striking him with my celestial blades, eventually, they both will secum.
I lowered myself - Gripping his hair and raising his head to meet my gaze as I asked, "You still alive?".
Even with his disconfigued face, the devil hunter still managed to respond to me, "I…give up." So he says.
Grin!
"Is that right?"
Baam!
I slammed his head against the ground, and then picked him back up again.
"Your demon, call it out." I ordered.
The Devil gave me no response, so I did it again. Without a second thought, I slammed his head to the ground, blood trailing down every impact.
"Summon it."
Baaam!
"Summmmmmon it".
Baaam!
