To sum it all up, that's what the Devil is like, assuming others are devils just like himself.
Pride was able to organize this swarm of Insectoids and even successfully invaded the Kingdom of Heaven. One can only imagine how much fire he endured at the forefront during that war.
That battle was a disastrous defeat, nothing to do with Pride. One versus thirteen, no one could handle that.
Rumble!!
Mountains and rivers broke apart, dust waves surged, and the crack tearing the earth stretched from afar and vanished at the horizon of the Dark Canopy.
Wrath danced behind with his black dragon wings, rubbing the Demon Bat's head against the ground, splitting mountains upon encountering them, smashing cities upon reaching them, and hastening to shred sightless devils into fragments.
Wrath enjoyed the pleasure of thrashing Pride.
No matter if it's an Avatar below, let's just say it's not even a Bat!
"Hahaha————"
