Samael had lost count of how many battles he had taken part in and emerged victorious. Although he couldn't remember every single one of them, Samael didn't have any recollection of being overwhelmed by his opponent.
Samael was a confident man. He might've humbled himself by avoiding unnecessary confrontation because he knew he would never lose.
It had always been that way. The reason Samael attracted people like Fabian and Rufus; individuals who were just as confident in their skills as him. That was why this battle felt new to him. Samael never had such a powerful opponent.
This was the first.
BOOGSH!
"Ugh!" Samael felt paralyzed within the cracks of the concrete. Blood spurted out of his mouth as he coughed, wincing at the striking pain in his stomach.
"Wahahaha! Is this what a chosen was like?"
The demon beat him up to a pulp and Samael had to grit his teeth listening to the demon's ridiculing laughter.
