...
Matthew had anticipated this.
Aline ultimately couldn't resist her own temptation; before the Blood Skin Puppet that was Devil Lord Morgan could react, she bit down on Matthew's wrist!
That moment.
Intense pain accompanied by spurting blood arrived together.
Matthew's body, however, felt as if a great burden had been lifted, he had been freed.
After the pain, he could feel a refreshing sense of freedom—
With a light flick of his wrist, Matthew flung the Blood Skin Puppet against the bars of the cage.
But Aline, having tasted the sweetness, instinctively wanted another bite. However, this time, her mouth met the merciless slap of the Pale Hand!
Slap!
Matthew's hand landed heavily on the Devil of Hunger's face, a torrent of negative energy pouring out as the strength of the Pale Hand was maximized.
Almost instantly.
Aline was sent flying.
Fortunately, in the confines of her domain, her body made an automatic adjustment after hurtling away for a short distance.
