"May God forgive you, but I won't."
That's what I had said a few moments ago and naturally, my benevolent side stopped me from killing the guy.
After beating the shit out of him.
Healing him.
And then beating him again.
The boy who had dared to try to strip me, now knelt trembling before me, bowing like I was some kind of goddamn king.
And honestly, that was the only reason he was still breathing.
He was quick on his feet and understood exactly what I wanted and played along.
Still, watching an ugly demon kneeling like that?
Yeah, it was kind of disgusting.
"Hey. Get up," I muttered.
Naturally, he didn't move an inch.
Either he was too deep into his worship routine…
or I might have burst his eardrums a little earlier.
But from seeing a small stream of blood oozing down his ear… I could bet on the second option.
So, I did what any sane person would have done.
I kicked him in the face.
"I said, get up you perverse bastard."
