Fine Line Between Proficiency and Brute Force.
'What does it take to kill a god?'
Was it pure strength, or was it incredible cunning?
Cain wasn't too sure about the first one, and he definitely knew he couldn't outsmart his way out of this one. The best he could do was buy himself some time as he was doing now.
He had teleported deep into the mountains where he had fainted after fighting for so long before he was caught my Azazel and taken into his underground forge and workshop.
The mountain range was wide, spanning several kilometers. The mountains themselves were huge, some of them remnants of active volcanoes, ash still littering their caps.
With {Dark Cloak} activated, the probability of him being spotted by the inhabitants of this world, and his pursuant, was less.
Cain calmed his beating heart,