Samael clenched his still-burning hand, the searing pain a brutal reminder of the humiliation he had just suffered. A fire demon? How? His disbelief warred with the fury bubbling inside him. He had underestimated the girl, mistaking her calm presence for weakness. But now, the truth is undeniable.
The beautiful creature before him, seemingly fragile and out of place among demons, possessed a power he hadn’t anticipated. His gaze darkened as thoughts of revenge clouded his mind. A fire demon... How dare she? His blood roared with rage, humiliation boiling into hatred.
Just wait, Samael thought venomously. You little cunt. You’ll regret this. When I kill Tay, you’ll kneel before me, begging for mercy. And then, you’ll be nothing more than a toy, a plaything for my amusement.
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