When Kaizen stopped the sword already against Azrakthar's neck, the wind generated by the blow was intense and solitary, its sound echoing all along the wide main street.
Everyone was momentarily paralyzed. No one was able to understand exactly what had happened, not analyzing it in the heat of emotion. This seemed like the perfect chance for Kaizen to kill a demon, but did he hesitate?
Even Azrakthar couldn't understand what had happened. 'Why did he stop? Why?' He asked himself dozens of times while he could still feel the cold of the blade touching his neck and the disfort it generated in him. 'I thought he was already dead? Did I underestimate this boy?
Then Kaizen took a deep breath and moved his sword back slightly. The shallow cut produced by the attack caused a little blood to ooze out, but the demon's enhanced regeneration meant that this bleeding quickly stopped.
Azrakthar looked into Kaizen's eyes, still with his eyebrows raised in surprise and his jaw dropped, and then began to see Kaizen in a pletely different way to before.
'Those eyes... he has no murderous intent whatsoever... In the end, he's stronger than me and was just testing me all this time? That's why he didn't kill me when he could?' Azrakthar put his left hand to his mouth, trying to hide his reaction, but fear began to permeate his eyes. 'If he's so much stronger than me that he plays with me? How strong is he when he's fighting seriously? No, that's not it. The question I should be asking is why isn't he fighting seriously even in this situation?'
In the midst of the misunderstanding, Azrakthar's feelings and thoughts began to mix, causing him to have a distorted vision of what Kaizen really was, a version that didn't exist, at least not yet, but that lay dormant inside Kaizen, because of his fighting spirit and luck.
Suddenly, a voice echoed across the battlefield, the voice of Delgron, the other demon who until then had been pletely focused on the fight against Og'tharoz. He was on Og'tharoz's feet, being crushed against the ground, but as everyone stopped to watch Kaizen's last attack, the two of them were no exception.
"You weakling! Are you really going to let that little brat humiliate you like that? Show him the culture and power of demons, show him why a demon should never show mercy to anyone! How much longer do you intend to stand there? Even if the contract is concluded, it will still be humiliating if one of us has died at the end of it all!"
The players' attention was divided between the two demons, but before they could react, Azrakthar smiled, understanding his fellow man's message.
"How dare you call me a wimp while you're being trampled on, Delgron?" he said, adjusting his spine as straight as before. "But don't worry, I got the message. You want me to finish off the Psyker first and then teach you a lesson. Fine, I'll do it."
The tension in the air was palpable as Kaizen, Azrakthar and Delgron exchanged intense glances.
Internally, Kaizen thought:
"Now I know that the opportunities to defeat him will arise, but I don't have much time to rest and I can't keep using
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