Cough!
Shavtar spat out a mouthful of blood, his body trembling as he pushed himself out of the rubble. His hand pressed against his chest, where a massive hole was gushing blood, staining his body.
"Damn..." he cursed under his breath, a wave of numbness sweeping through him.
"Defeated by a Fifth Shackle Realm..." The words tasted bitter on his tongue, a humiliation he couldn't swallow.
For a titan like him, this was a disgrace. To fall to someone who was supposed to be beneath him was a blow to his pride. A titan who suffered such a defeat was no longer worthy of respect.
Shavtar's gaze lifted, his eyes meeting the demon standing over him, the one who had torn through his defenses with relentless power.