The Sting Of Defeat
The process that the Army of Destruction followed also hindered the plans of the Paragon of Undeath, but he felt that it was not too much of a big deal. If he could simply just swoop in and deal with Leon easily, then that would ruin the fun of the hunt. He loved to see those who had gained his interest squirm and try to escape his clutches, only to fail at the most critical moment.
As Devos fought against Raegan, the faithful minion of the Paragon of Undeath did his best to fight against the powerful foe that had charged at him. Raegan was by no means a pushover. Devos' abundant experience after centuries of living did little to help him against the vicious onslaught of attacks that rained down on him.
Sure, his battle senses and intuition were much more refined after countless trials that he had gone through, but that did little to help, as Raegan's senses were also firing at their peak. His fighting style was also very refined, as if he had been taught by a God.