The Duke's Passion



869 That's rude

"I'm sorry," Samacl whispered, holding his breath as he welcomed his incoming doom.

BOOGSH!

A powerful gust of wind exploded as soon as the demon's fist landed on its target. The ground cracked and in a blink of an eye, it broke, creating a deep hole.

"Ilahaha! I can't believe how disappointingly weak the chosen seed..." the demon trailed off as the large grin on his demonic face slowly faded.

Meanwhile, Samael's eyes were not blinking. His eyes were dilated, fixed on the person's back that suddenly appeared before him.

"Tilly..." came out a whisper. His lips were pale and trembling. Just now, Samacl had seen the face of fear. f not for Tilly suddenly appearing in front of him, he was certain he would've died. The wind blew past Tilly's long, white hair. It made the bell around her hair ring in a slow sound. Her index was pressed against the demon's knuckle, which Samael noticed just now.

Did she stop that powerful attack with just one finger?

Samael's lips parted in surprise. Sure. Ile knew Tilly was capable. I lowever, he didn't know how capable she truly was because she kept running during all their sparring.

"Haha..." the demon's laughter volumed down as it retrieved its fist, revealing a sickly-looking woman. However, Tilly might look pale and sickly, but her eyes were shining in a bright crimson red. It looked as though her eyes were blood on fire, looking directly at the demon's deceitfuln/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

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"Sloth," said the demon along with the debris falling that was stuck in his fist. "So, you came back, huh?"

"I didn't leave." Tilly blinked ever so tenderly, glancing over her shoulder to look at Samael. "How can I leave him if you're here?"

"You didn't leave? Ilah!" Another short wave of laughter escaped the demon's mouth, but this time, it had a tinge of uncertainty. For sure, the demon didn't feel another person's presence the entire time. I low come he didn't feel this woman's presence if she was here all along?

"Hmm..." the demon scanned Tilly from head to toe. "... you remind of to not judge a book by its cover. Your face is just as deceitful as your blood."

Tilly didn't react as usual, turning her back against the devil as if she had all the luxury to do so. Her eyes slowly fell on Samael, sighing at how beaten up he looked. This was probably the first time she had seen him in such a pathetic state.

"Can you move?" she asked quietly.

"Now?" Samael laughed in ridicule. "No, I can't. I need a minute to regain a bit of strength. That monster got me real good."

"I see." Tilly rocked her head in understanding.

"Hey, Tilly" he called, glancing at the tip of her index, which she used to stop the demon's attack. Blood was dripping from it, filling the air with the scent of her blood. "Can you fight this monster on your own?"

"No"

"Hah... that was quick"

"I can buy you some time..." Tilly trailed off upon sensing a dangerous aura approaching her back.

"How dare you... look away from me?!" the demon roared, making the entire ground shake with just the echo of his voice. Along with it was his hand, throwing it directly at Tilly's back as if to grab her.

Samael's eyes went wide while Tilly remained in her position.

"Tilly!" Samael yelled in panic, as that was the only thing he could do at the moment. But alas, Tilly didn't show any sign of urgency.

Tilly didn't move an inch from her vantage point, closing her eyes ever so carefully. When the demon's hand was about to close with Tilly in it, something grew out of her back, piercing the demon's large palms.

Samael was left frozen once again, wide-eyed. Meanwhile, the demon's echoing laughter was replaced by a squeal.

"That thing..." Samael whispered, studying the bone-like appearance that came out of Tilly's back. He had seen the Grimsbanne's wings before - when they were still in the land of Karo. Tilly showed it to them.

The wings of the demon.

The wings of the Grimsbanne Clan were akin to an extended part of their spine. It was nothing but bones covered with blood and a bit of flesh. However, its very tip was sharper than a vampire's fangs. It was beautiful, hauntingly beautiful.

Back then, Samael only thought of its appearance and how convenient it was to fly. Tilly never used them because she was bad at direction, afraid she would get lost if she fly to her destination. Moreover, she was lazy. She said, using her wings would drain her energy.

Samael didn't expect she could use her wings on other things aside from flying.

"Ahh...!!!" the demon screamed, unable to pull its hand from Tilly's wings. The wings did not only pierce its hand, but it felt as though Tilly's wings were stretching within his hand, cating his flesh from the inside.

"Sloth!!" the demon clenched his teeth, showing a different side of him aside from laughing. It tried to close its fist to grab Tilly but to no avail. It was only hurting itself. Thus, to stop his agony, the demon suddenly swung his other hand to chop his other arm.

"Ugh..." the demon growled, pulling its arm back. Blood as dark as in dripped from its severed arm, eyes glinting menacingly in Tilly's direction.

"That's rude," muttered Tilly, unfazed by the demon's action. "Samael said he needed rest. Do not disturb."

Samael's eyes shook, shifting his eyes back to Tilly. Tilly was looking over her shoulder while talking to the demon. Meanwhile, the severed hand stuck into her wings appeared as though it was shrinking. Samacl thought he was simply hallucinating, but the hand kept shrinking until it was nothing but skin.

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severed hand dry, her wings looked as if it gained its own skin. Now, instead of bones covered with blood, her wings appeared like a pair of black wings.

Tilly peeled her eyes from the demon, facing Samael once again. "Do not leave this spot," she remarked while pointing at him.

"Stay there until you can fight." Tilly turned on her heel, facing the demon this time. She cocked her head back to see the demon's face clearly. "Samael, replenish your strength because no one can end this mayhem but you. I was reserving my energy to stop you, but I suppose my task will be yours since I am taking yours."

Tilly's eyes turned sharper. "Do not... apologize like that again."

With that being said, Tilly flew up until she was flying right before the demon. Meanwhile, Samael remained in his position, watching Tilly face the demon fearlessly.

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