Cross-eyes grunted out loud as Dina removed her sword from his back, and the brutal demon turned around, grinning from ear to ear when he saw it was Dina who had attacked him.
“Look who we have here,” Cross-eyes chuckled, ignoring the bleeding wound in his back, “if it isn't General Dina!”
Dina held on to her sword fiercely and challenged him, “If it isn't the ugliest demon I've ever set my eyes on.”
Cross-eyes only laughed, “Welcome. Imagine the honor Beelzebub will bestow on me when I bring you to his palace.”
“Over my dead body,” Dina retorted, parrying when Cross-eyes tried to strike her with a scythe.
“I don't have a problem with that,” Cross-eyes laughed, attacking again.
Again, Dina deflected his blade, casting a glance at Duncan who was still on his knees, sobbing and mutteri
