Incomplete Conclusion (2).
A bead of sweat rolled down Cain's temple as he faced the Devil with no changes in his facial expressions. Remaining calm when bullshitting is key...
"I said, Let her go! Or is it the New Generation do not fear the Primordial Devils of Death and Madness... Hmm that seems to be the case, doesn't it?"
Silence...
The Devil stared Cain down, its Devilish face twitching in anger.
Cain immediately backpedaled, "You want to attack me? If you do, there will be no going back."
The Devil grinned menacingly, "I'm well aware of that. Although I can sense the blood of a Primordial in you, you could have very well stumbled upon the legacy of an ancestor. Although that seems impossible, one can't differentiate between insanity and reality these days. You have a lot of balls, human..."
Cain clicked his tongue, "That makes sense. But are you sure you want to take the risk?"