"Is this really all you've got?" Azmodeus asked, his voice a low taunt that cut through Assfol's focus.
Assfol's eyes flared with anger, and he lunged forward, his fist charged with Immortal energy above the Grade 5 Immortal King Realm. But Azmodeus was ready. He sidestepped smoothly, catching Assfol off-balance, and delivered a swift, calculated blow to his ribs. Assfol staggered, his face contorted in pain, but he quickly regained his footing, his gaze blazing with fury.
"You'll regret that," he snarled, his voice a hiss of barely-contained rage.
Kaelin, meanwhile, had managed to corner Anna, his movements faster and more erratic as he aimed a flurry of blows at her. Anna blocked and dodged with determination, her eyes narrowed as she focused on finding an opening. Kaelin's attacks were relentless, his intent clear—to overwhelm her with sheer speed.
