The hammer descended on the statue, hitting it with all his might on the head. The results were instantaneous, it began to show cracks that resembled lightning from its head down to the body.
"Not bad." Mephistopheles complimented. "But you will need to do much worse!"
His scythe was already behind him as he brought it back to the front at full force. Levi could feel the pressure of the weapon before it even made contact with him, he tried to get out of the way but he failed and received the full blast of the attack.
He felt his ribs fracture from the attack, Levi was surprised they didn't break under the weight of the stone scythe. He was sent flying to the other side of the hall, his back hitting the stone wall causing him to cough a mouthful of blood.
Levi was about to drink one of his potions when Mephistopheles already stood tall in front of him, holding him by the neck and squeezed a little too tight for Levi's liking.
