Soul judgment

"Well done!"

A black sword flew into Satan's hand as he praised Ruby.

Magnus had seemed formidable, but in reality, he was less of a challenge than Titus. Just a brute, Satan thought, regretting letting Alex handle Titus.

"Of course," Ruby replied smugly.

The two hovered in the air, weapons in hand, looking down at Magnus as if judging a dead man.

Magnus, no longer as crazed, seemed to sense his impending death.

Just as they both moved to strike Magnus, the ground began to tremble, and a cloud of dust and debris erupted into the air.

By the time Ruby and Satan tore through the dust, Magnus had vanished.

"He ran?!"

Satan was furious. He had fought for so long and hadn't claimed a single kill.

"Over there!" Ruby shouted.

Alex was about to finish off Titus when a beam of golden light descended from the sky, blocking her attack and saving Titus.