Kill or be killed

"I mean, don't you think you just brought forth giant targets on yourself right now? These things—something tells me that they're your weakness, isn't it?" And in the very next moment, the kid was on the ground while Ambrogio held the man by his wings and slammed him into the ground. It was as if Ambrogio barely exerted any strength before.

"How do you—well, I guess you were lying when you said that your memories are still lost, huh? Amazing how you broke through the God's lock." The man looked up towards him in awe.

"The fuck are you saying? I still don't remember anything from the past!" Ambrogio said as he stomped his leg over the angel's head.

The angel cried out in pain as it happened before cracking into laughter. He looked like a maniac underneath the vampire as he spoke. "You don't, huh? I guess the body remembers even though the mind doesn't." He sighed as he realized his biggest mistake. "This is how I die, huh?"