Quarreling siblings

It was only a matter of time before the Demon of the Ancient Battlefield calmed down.

Once he was fully healed, the Demon of the Ancient Battlefield lifted his head. He looked toward the Undying with a complicated gaze and sighed deeply.

"So you are the one?" He asked, his voice making it seem as if they were talking about something mysterious that nobody was allowed to know.

"If you mean whether I'm the Undying or not, that should be me, yeah."

"Should I be satisfied with your strength or not?" The Demons of the Ancient Battlefield added. Dilan merely shrugged his shoulders at this remark.

"I don't really care about your satisfaction."

"He sure is feisty though!"

"You can be glad that he went all out on you. He tried to beat the shit out of me with my own technique…I was bored and surrendered, otherwise, I wouldn't be standing here…" The Lightning Titan said all of a sudden, which caused both Dilan and the Demon of the Ancient Battlefield to frown deeply.