A victor emerged

Back in Michael's place.

"Farewell." 

Michael's eyes slowly dilated and before he could even think twice, he jumped from his spot to tackle Marcus. Unfortunately, a normal human would never stand a chance against a demon. Marcus swiftly flung his arms, sending Michael flying across the room. 

Thud!

Michael's breath suspended as pain crawled through every fiber of his body. His body crashed into the wall, falling on the floor with a violent thud. He intuitively hunched in pain, gasping for air as his lungs constricted. 

However, his interference wasn't as useless because the brief second Marcus dealt with him, Jackson took advantage of it. He launched a powerful kick toward Marcus, sending him flying out of the door. 

"Michael!" Jackson leaped from his spot, squatting in front of Michael after a second. "Michael, are you okay?"