A dying man, playing the clown here?
Within the metal cage, Blood Prince Flandre watched Shiayar outside, a hint of killing intent in his eyes. The unexpected failure of his previously surefire Heart Control had surprised him. But I quickly figured out Cain's tricks in the ensuing battle, Flandre mused. Without the protection of that pitch-black mecha, he's as good as caught. Once I break free from this cage, I'll capture him and study him thoroughly. A mere human, yet he can endure a critically damaged heart and act as if nothing happened… This anomaly led the Blood Prince to make certain connections—connections concerning the Black Princess and the Millennium Castle.
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On the desolate land outside the metal cage, Shiayar stood calmly, letting the storm tearing through the Valley of the End whip his Robe of Daybreak about him.
Humans excel in wisdom, while demons excel in strength.
