"Force?" She echoed and it was that of disbelief. "You already fight, human." She said the last part as an insult. As if it was a bad thing to be human.
She was right. It was. Belialthorn knew humans to be weak in flesh and bones. At least that made them delicious to eat. The average human without arcane was far weaker than the average Demon.
But he kept that all inside as he faced the female yellow people. "You hide yourself as a crypt and your people fired the first arrows. Do you forget? You drew the first blood."
She clenched her teeth and anger flashed on her face as she could not deny. The deaths of all those of her people that Belialthorn killed must have made her forget that they attacked first.
She shook her head. "But then you drew blood. Too much blood was drawn by you!"