bruised and in the brink of death, you don't know how much longer can you keep up.

you're a veteran devil hunter yet you don't even stand a chance against the Devil before you. he's just meters away from you, not even touching you yet he still managed to harm you until the brink of your death

his eyes narrowed its almost unsettling, like a death glare. yet his face remains stoic and blank

"pathetic." he looked at you condescendingly, as if he didn't even see you as his equal.