"Thunder Flash Spear... RELEASE!!!"Gustor and Litira only saw a flash of lightning and all of a sudden they couldn't move, much to their confusion "What the hell?..."'GBOOMM!!!' A roaring thunder sound exploded through the air as the two devils watched all their limbs get slashed off their bodies, completely stunned by the immense power of the weapon this kid possessed. Verner had the same stance as he did before the attack, almost like he didn't move at all. "That's two now, just one left" he thought to himself as he remembered Rodric's words about the limits of this basically overpowered ability. He stood up and looked around to see how much damage he had done, only to hear Litira laughing deviously. "You're one dumb devil hunter aren't you?" Verner was terrified as he watched the devils he had just dismantled slowly grow their limbs back like nothing happened. "The only way to kill a devil is to cut off it's head or destroy it's heart...my, I can't believe I'm telling yo

"Dammit!!, dammit!!, Dammit!!" Litira cursed as she dragged herself through the streets. She had just peeled off the skin over her chest and abdomen to get rid of all the areas the poison affected, she was bleeding badly and her wounds were healing very slowly because of the poison. Gustor's veil had been pulled down for some reason, but she didn't want to assume he was dead yet. "Gustor will get rid of the boy, I have to find something to eat, I need to be back at full strength" she muttered as her skin began to pale again She starting to perceive something very nice, the smell of a healthy human meal, and little children too, she followed the scent, sniffing the air like a dog until she got to a small house that was locked, which meant someone was in, her appetite was almost intoxicating her at this point. She kicked the door immediately as she broke in and met a woman with her two children, a boy and a girl, cuddled in a corner, screaming for their lives, Litira chuckled devio

"CATCH!!!" Riu shouted as he threw a fastball towards Verner. Verner caught it almost effortlessly with a big brown glove on his left hand. "My turn now..." Verner threw it back at him just as fast as Riu did previously, He waited patiently for the ball, jumped, and caught it just above his head with his own glove before landing back. Riu looked very excited as he got ready to make another throw towards Verner, Verner smiled and took a stance to receive the ball. Riu and Kai were Rodric's first two sons, the last one was still a baby. Riu was ten years old and Kai was six. Verner and Riu were playing a game of pitcher in an empty room in the dojo, Kai was behind them playing with some wooden craft toys. The boys usually played pitcher outside as it was an outdoor sport, but the sun was too hot today. Verner didn't even look like someone who was literally a dead man the night before. He was as happy, healthy and energetic as ever. "First run ends in a draw, let's go for pha

"There are only four Primordials known to Guardian society; Belzara the devil of lust, Phobius the devil of fear, Damorak the devil of darkness, and Malachar, the king of devils..." "You have one last chance brother...you don't have to die too" Belzara folded her whip and pulled it with her two hands and a devilish smile on her face. Valdrik was extremely angry, his fists clenched tightly "I'll rather die than bow to a vicious monster like you!!" he barked, Belzara chuckled then unrolled her whip and hung it over her back "So this is how it's going to be,...huh?"She lashed her whip towards him and it stretched rapidly and tore the skin of his face, it would have taken his whole head off if he didn't dodge it at the last second. "So fast!!" he pulled backward to be futher away from her, he stood over 20 feet away initially and could have sworn that the whip wasn't that long at all, yet it almost hit him from that distance "I see, the whip increases it's length when lashed to me

Daegan wore his long blue and green coat over his all black uniform, his long black hair bundled with white threads to make a single thick braid which ran almost all the way down his back. His face heavily scarred from so many fights with black grade devils throughout his life, including his infamous defeat to Malachar which cost him his left hand, his huge sword with the sea weed quillon hung on his belt. He looked sick, but that was probably because he was over sixty years old already, a feat very few hunters ever achieve. Four attendants stood behind him, two on each side, each wearing the same black uniforms. All four of the other sentinels fell to one knee and bowed their heads to the leader of this generation of guardians and hunters. Verner immediately threw his bags away and fell to the knees to bow after he saw the sentinels ahead of him, and Daegan was quick to notice the presence of an odd personnel, but a familiar one. "Verner?..." he asked, looking very surprised, the o