Fatal Cuts

"Let's finish this soon..." Luke spoke, smiling wearily. 

"Won't you pity that noble boy's body?" the demon questioned, alluding to Jean's body, which he owned.

"I will be riding him as a dirty parasite, why should I pity him?"

Upon hearing this answer, the demon frowned most of his face and bit his teeth, highlighting the bones of his perfectly straight jaw. "You're annoying..." 

Luke, this time, looked inexpressively at the monster, who in turn looked with contempt and disgust at the man.

'Even without that weird armor, he's still pretty strong.' The half-wolf concluded, taking into account that the magic attack unleashed not long ago had almost killed him. 'I have to proceed with caution.'

The demon was also cautious because he had lost his main weapon of attack and defense.