The Two Strange Figures 2
Sunday felt elated.
The sound of his fist crunching into the faces of the Imps was amazing to him. It was on a whole different level, compared to the last time when he had to dace imps without the backing of his Sage Form one.
Now, it felt all too easy. the swing of his arm and the crush of a demon imp's face. His reaction time was superb too. he was able to sense the tails of the demons swing in before they actually happened. A sort of future sensory ability that allowed him to effortlessly stay out of the range of their attacks.
Now that he did this, a thought flashed in his mind, reminding him of the time when he was still back in Orun. Now, he was a completely different person. Someone who did not fear the imps.
In fact, he dared to say that the imps were all too easy for him. Too easy compared to then. Now, he was almost on the level of what he call an expert.