Stolas eyes are narrowed as he feels your hands grip his wrist. He tilts his head at an angle that would be extremely uncomfortable for any other demon. He lets go of his grip and growls quietly.

“I think you forgot just how powerful I am, Blitzy.” He uses his dark magic to force your hands off his arms. He uses the upper hand to freeze your hands in place, and with his hands free he forces your head down.

His narrowed eyes trail down your bruised and beat body. “You dont look too well.”