Abel was pushed to his limit, but he couldn't help but feel exhilarated.
Without a moment's hesitation, he kicked the floor, squeezing out every ounce of strength. Despite the exertion, it wasn't painful.
"I'm not usually this narrow-minded, so why do I feel so good?" he thought.
As the saying goes, the best thief is the one who goes down to hell with an ugly face. With a fierce grin, he struck the head of the demon monster that had been clawing its way back to the surface.
"Cha-ha-ha!"
Contrary to his fears, the devastating punishment worked. The murderous intent that had gripped the atmosphere dissipated in an instant.
Finally, the demon monster was neutralized. Abel readied himself for the final blow.
Of course, at this point, none of his skills were active, not even the beast's heart, which was practically a basic item. Still, he swung Hector Punisher with all his might and struck the glowing object on the demon's forehead.
Crack!
