Loss is truly for those falter in the face of challenge. But what of those with STRENGTH?
Roy jumped back and stared at the blade with a empty expression. The expression Devilus had was a mixture of both fear and relief.
Relief of brought by the narrow escape of death. As for fear, it was because of what protected him. The balde that peeked form the portal. It was his father, Lucifer's sword of pure darkness
His father had come to get him. This meant harsh punishment awaited him back in underworld. He may have escaped death by a thread, but he would soon regret that.
"I shall await your much anticipated future return son of darkness. Though I wanted to tech you true despair before you leave, I just couldn't bring myself to do that yet." Roy commented at the sight of Rahvel.
