Scram

Xagu was a man that had stood at the pinnacle of Sun Demon Society for hundreds of years. He had an unblemished record and it could be said that he was a meteoric star from the time he was born. The only man to ever outshine him was the current Patriarch of their race, Urlgan—a man that hadn't even cared enough about the proceedings to appear on this day. 

And yet, here he was, floating in a half-dead state. It was hard to tell if, even with his overwhelming vitality, he'd live or die. 

The demons were a bit late to react, but another Ninth Dimensional expert eventually rushed forward in an attempt to help, but he was blasted backward. 

"Don't touch me!" Xagu growled. 

The Sun Demon steadied himself somewhat embarrassedly, but he also didn't dare to show any discontent either. Even in this state, the place Xagu held in their hearts was far too high.