He had never lost at dueling - after all, he was nearer in strength to Muzan than anydemon else. He didn't lose to you either, that's for sure. Though, you didn't even put up a fight. You couldn't. You have your knees to your chest, trembling as you sit in the corner, fear enveloping you as you stare up at the threatening demon.

"You..."

He says, his voice basically a whisper as it was monotone. He blankly looks down at you three times over, with his three sets of eyes.