Haniel and Cain were prepared to start fighting at any moment, until suddenly Grace opened the door and came out, she was wearing her academy uniform.
She looked at this situation and said:
"I've only been gone a few minutes and it's already turned into chaos."
Thomas ignored her and asked Haniel:
"Why don't the angels or the creator help us?"!
Haniel spoke while keeping his guard up and without taking his eyes off Cain:
"The creator is recreating 'Death', this process is time consuming, maybe it will end today, and the other angels don't care about us."
"Tch, So what do we do?"
"Grace, teleport Thomas away from here!"
Grace looked at Haniel and spoke in a calm tone:
"I can't use my teleportation, it looks like this guy locked us in this hallway."
Cain looked at Grace and spoke smiling:
"Yes, I have built my domain in this corridor, nothing goes in and nothing comes out without my consent, in other words..."
Grace would finish Cain's sentence:
"We are in another dimension."
Cain smiled and spoke to Grace:
"You are very smart, why are you with these idiots?"
"That's what I had, unfortunately."
Haniel and Thomas looked shocked at Grace.
Cain laughed at the situation and decided to change the moods:
"Hahaha, then how about we start with an appetizer?"
Cain finished speaking and suddenly appeared behind Haniel and said:
"Minus one."
Haniel shocked that he couldn't keep up or at least see Cain's attack, fell to his knees, and a deep cut appeared on his chest.
Haniel looked at his deep cut and reflected:
'Is that the power of a sin?!'
Cain looked at Haniel and spoke:
"I am surprised you survived, killing an angel is not that easy."
Cain raised his sword, planning to cut Haniel in half.
Thomas, seeing this situation, could not stand still, so he advanced on Cain, taking advantage of the fact that he was facing away from him.
Cain saw Thomas coming and smiled.
Thomas used the same technique from the manual that he used on akuma and planned to deliver a full blow to Cain's heart area.
He took the attack and just as he was about to throw a punch at Cain, his arm was being cut off by Grace.
Thomas looked shocked at his severed arm and at Grace angrily, but before he could say anything, Grace spoke:
"It was a trap, if you had attacked him at that moment, you would have lost."
"Damn, did you need to cut off my arm?!"
"It's your fault, if I had tried to stop in the conventional way, I would have been hit by your attack."
Thomas touched himself that it was true and calmed down, and quickly, he removed his shoelaces from his shoes and wrapped them tightly around his arm to stop the bleeding.
Cain turned to the two and said:
"You make a good couple, you have the idiot husband and the wife who saves her husband from his own idiocy hahaha."
But before he knew it, a sword was thrust into his back, piercing his body. Cain looked at the blade in his chest and said quietly:
"So you've recovered already?"
Haniel spoke smilingly:
"You should pay attention to your enemy!"
Cain stood thoughtfully and said:
"Hm, if he was a threat, maybe."
Haniel decided to start the second round again soon, but when he tried to pull his sword out of Cain's chest, it wouldn't come out.
Cain smiled and spoke as he held the sword in his hand:
"You are stronger than this, come on Haniel, show me your strength!"
Haniel decided not to play into Cain's game and attacked Cain using his angelic wings, which were as sharp as his sword.
Cain could see the attack coming and let go of his sword and easily dodged the attacks.
Thomas was shocked by this simple sequence of blows, he could barely see, it was as if Haniel's wings were the propeller of a helicopter.
Cain stepped back and spoke while keeping his eyes on Haniel:
"Can you take care of that girl, Jack?"
Suddenly a spirit came out of the walls and took the form of a pot-bellied old man in his sixties, he wore a fancy suit from the late 19th century, wore a top hat and had a sleek white mustache.
The mysterious spirit appeared behind Cain's back and spoke:
"You are very generous to offer me a girl."
"Haha, I know you would like it, you son of a bitch."
The spirit materialized a small knife and began walking toward Grace.
"Have fun, Jack the Ripper."