The sound was faint at first, but it was loud enough for those nearby to hear.
Suddenly, the beat grew louder, stronger. It thudded through the room, vibrating off the chest, a rhythm echoing like a drum.
THUMP!
THUMP!
THUMP!
Fingers twitched, then his head snapped up.
The strong beat of his heart made him tremble uncontrollably, his body jerking in a strange, unsettling way that caused the others to step back.
His right eye, once dull and lifeless, began to glow. Its color shifted from its usual shade to a deep red, as if the sound of his heartbeat had triggered sothing within.
And then, as if the world itself was holding its breath—
THUUUUMP!
His body jolted, and The chains holding him in place snapped with a crack. They couldn't hold back the unknown force that had awakened within him.
The two bandaged figures moved to pin him down, but they were one step too slow.
He dodged the first attacker, grabbed its arm, and delivered a punch that sent the figure flying.
In the sa stance, he twisted his body to avoid the second attacker. With a hard kick, he sent the figure flying as well.
It all happened so fast that by the ti the gangsters realized the danger, it was already too late.
Asher pulled the chains and swung them with such force that the sound reverberated through the room.
SNAP!
Every person within range, except for Kai—who managed to block with his sword—could only brace for impact as they got hit by hard tals.
Each blow shattered bones, with so unlucky ones taking the full force to their skulls. The cold tal shattered their heads like waterlons.
Kai, now on the floor, felt his arms going completely numb. If not for his katana's special quality, it would have already been destroyed by that first attack.
'Is this really the power of a demon?' Kai muttered to himself.
He had once prided himself on his skills and abilities, but now, witnessing the sheer difference in physical strength, the harsh reality hit him: humans were biologically weak from the very beginning.
Asher stood there for a mont, showing no sign of movent.
Only his right eye glowed red, and the imbalance made him appear even more intimidating.
But it wasn't just the eye that made others uneasy.
The blank expression on his face, devoid of emotion, gave him the chilling presence of a machine moving purely on instinct—cold, unfeeling, and unstoppable.
The two bandaged figures exchanged a brief glance, quickly regaining their composure, then moved in unison to take him down.
Their blades flashed in the dim light, the sound of tal humming through the air as they charged at him from both sides
CLANG!
The sound of tal echoed as both blades missed their mark, their strikes colliding in mid-air instead.
They quickly adjusted, shifting their attacks into a rapid combo.
Their daggers moved faster, aiming to catch him off guard, but he was ready.
He transitioned into offensive mode too, his chains lashed out with a snap, their tallic whips cutting through the air with terrifying speed.
Each strike t the daggers, creating sparks.
CLANG!
CLANG!
CLANG!
Both parties exchanged deadly attacks, the clash of steel ringing out as they fought through the confined space of the office.
With a final, forceful push, they broke through the door and into the open area of the warehouse, where the battle's intensity skyrocketed.
The duo, now better coordinated, attempted to synchronize their attacks, hoping to overwhelm him with their combined speed and nurical advantage.
But he was always a step ahead. Each ti they thought they had him trapped, he was already moving and positioning himself seamlessly for both offense and defense.
The two attackers noticed this as well and tried to vary their attacks.
At first, the battle could have gone either way, but as ti passed,
His movents beca more efficient, and the attackers began to lose ground.
Finally, a gap appeared in their defense, and he seized the mont.
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He lunged forward, his chain whipped through the air, wrapping tightly around one of the figure's heads.
The links clicked into place, and with a swift tug, he pulled his opponent off balance.
As the second figure charged in, Asher acted without hesitation. He swung the other end of the chain in a wide arc and, with precise timing, coiled it around his opponent's neck.
Now both attackers were trapped, their heads locked in place as the chains tightened, leaving them completely immobilized.
With a powerful grunt, he gripped both chains in his hands and spun the attackers into the air.
The spin built montum, each turn adding force to his grip and accelerating their bodies through the air.
With every rotation, the chain tightened, and their weight beca an unstoppable force.
Finally , he released them, sending both figures hurtling forward , like projectiles, crashing into the wall
BOOM!
The force of the blow left a gaping hole in the wall.
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Back in the present, Lucy's eyes widened in disbelief. The person who stepped out of the hole was none other than Asher.
Looking at him now, she struggled to believe how much stronger he had beco, though not in the way she had anticipated.
'This shouldn't be happening,' she mused inwardly.
'His body should be rejecting this amount of power,' she added, trying to make sense of it.
Demon rank wasn't just about how much power one could used or properly control—it was also tied to the capacity of the demon's heart.
A low-level and new demon like Asher could only handle a certain amount of demonic energy, so his heart needed ti to grow stronger in order to manage that power without destroying his body.
That process took ti, which was why she couldn't just give him all the blood and pills he wanted.
If she did, his body wouldn't be able to handle it, and the overload would cause him to explode from the sheer amount excess energy.
'Maybe he's more than I thought he was?' she added.
When he died and didn't awaken any power or bloodline, she had already dismissed the idea that he might be supernatural.
But now, sensing the aura he was releasing, doubts began to surface.
'What if I was wrong? What if he was never just a normal human after all?'
Just as she was contemplating this question, Nikolai looked at Asher with more interest.
This didn't escape Lucy's notice, and she turned toward the doctor.
"What did you do to him?" she asked with a suspicious voice.
Nikolai couldn't help but sigh and chuckle at her false suspicions, amused by how quickly she jumped to conclusions.
"I'm honored that you think I did sothing," he said with a slight smirk. "But no, I haven't done anything to him. Not yet, anyway."
She glared at him, the distrust evident in her eyes. "Then why is he like this?"
"How should I know?" he shrugged, dismissing her question.
It ca out rude , but in truth, he genuinely had no idea about what was happening.
As they were talking, Asher made a move that surprised everyone.
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Author's Note:
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