Buying the Battle Slave [1]

--(3rd person POV)--

Vile reaper looked at Nathan with fear in his eyes.

Whatever Nathan had done he could no longer use Aura. He couldn't even use his skills or stigma.

"N-no!!"

A weak coarse scream left his mouth.

The swords stabbed into his limbs were making him unable to move, or he would have tried to run away.

"Will you shut up?"

Vile immediately shut his mouth at the command of the 'being' in front of him.

A body shrouded in darkness, a smiling face, and two ruby-like eyes. Just looking up at 'him' was invoking nigh unimaginable terror in him.

'It' wasn't human.

'It' was 'Devil'.

Vile reaper felt foolish that he assumed he could kill 'him'. He couldn't believe he was thinking of torturing 'him'.

He finally understood why he lost. There was no way he could defeat 'him'.

A mortal can't defeat the 'Devil'.

Vile reaper's figure shuddered intensely as 'his' gaze bore down on him. 

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