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Dreygo urged to emerge from concealment, with his sword in one hand. He stepped onto the outcropping rock and leveraged it for a long jump. He planned to take Sloth by a surprise attack. The Demon Lord was alone, with nobody to fight for him. The odds were in their favor, as Dreygo assessed.

He jumped over the trees, the cold mountain breeze streaming down his face. One jump, one strike to the head, it would end Sloth. He was at full power now after their battle in Limbo. He was confident but when at his descent, doubts flooded his emotions.

A monster this strong, bullied a First Rank Angel, supposedly second strongest among the Angel warriors, must not awake the monster within the condescending mocking face of a fat human Sloth.

Strike. He hit him. He was sure. But something was not right. Dreygo crashed to the ground with a sword in his hand. He found a pint of blood on his blade.

He was successful.

But he was not sure, so he glanced at his opponent and was unfortunate that the
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