Belialthorn watched both fight with a small smile of pride. To think they were so helpless weeks ago but now they were this strong. Although he didn't know how strong in earth leveling, he would like to think level 50 at least.
But his shield and sword, Rota, was the one he was most proud of. She had dedicated her time to training with a focus that she had lacked on earth.
"Impressive isn't it?" Kat purred, floating in front of him.
They had been staring at each other since, none making a move on the other.
Belialthorn nodded. "The two of them are powerful now."
Kat fixed unblinking eyes on him, it was hard to read her expression but he was sure she was frowning. "You all need to be powerful. You won't survive without it."
Belialthorn shrugged. That was the general rule of life. Among the Demons. Among the humans. It was all the same thing, the ones with power are always above.
