Chapter 110: Fourth Trial, Part 2

The Pastor remained still, observant in the boy's movements. Zazel would be a bit shocked at how reserved the man was, confirming Harvard's words. He was anticipating, like a lion ready to strike. A wolf that is awaiting a movement so they could jump him when he least expects it. He'd prepare a Sigil and inched himself somewhat closer, trying to get a read towards the man's movements, his magic, even. The man barely moved an inch in his position, which would cause Zazel to inch once more. No Reaction. Acting as preparations, he sets up two sigils: Asmodeus and Sabnock. He would have Asmodeus be fired right in his direction, whilst having Sabnock create for him a sword to encase some of the flames within its blade. The Pastor finally makes his move, reaching his hand out and doing a chopping motion, slicing the wave of fire before him in half, before approaching in a quick motion. Zazel would try to make space by swinging the sword to create a second wave, encasing the area around him, acting as a wall against the Pastor, yet he merely did another chopping motion to slice the Demon's walls apart, before issuing a palm strike at the boy's face, smacking him across the area, a stinging handprint on his face in the form of a white mark, burning the boy with such a strike. 

"Get up. I know you're not done yet." The Pastor demanded. The Demon struggled to open his eyes due to the pain atop his eyelids, yet despite such a harsh attack, he would indeed rise up, grabbing ahold of the ground to make sure he knows his footing, casting another sigil to try and attack back. Once more, the Pastor sits idly, waiting for the demon's assault. Zazel did not need to see to know his plan, so once more, he becomes patient. He'd set up the same sigils again, this time in the opposite order, having an artillery of cannons and firearms to barrage the Priest, whilst the fire served to act as food for the weapons, heating them up further to the very moment the gunpowder was launched. Normally, this would destroy the weapons outright, but due to the Sigils being infused within one another, it only served to further boost its attack, a tsunami of steel and fire before the Pastor. Despite this, the Churchman's magic triggers once more, his body now starting to glow a solid gold. Without hesitation, he'd leaned himself forward and made a run to the target, swatting away each bullet in rapid succession, flicking some with his fingers, while also weaving around the area to dodge each strike. He kept a solid eye at his target, which Zazel quickly realized and used Asmodeus once more, casting his spell directly under him, creating another wall. Despite the Pastor knowing it would end in the same way, he also knew something was different. The Golden energy surrounding him kept shining, doing a chop motion to the wall of fire, yet not seeing the demon in sight.

KRACC!!

Out came a strike right into the Pastor's Solar Plexus, with Zazel brandishing his own pair of knuckledusters from Sabnock, twisting his punch to send him back, damaging the Demon's hands, but finally being able to get a clean hit, with the Pastor having to punch the very bullets that came before him once his energy was somewhat damaged. A Single bruise upon his stomach now remained, to which the Pastor, while his expression remained unchanged, grew a slight interest at the fight at hand. "Interesting. You actually reacted." He would say, noting the boy's left arm was somewhat white, somewhat burning itself after the strike, yet Zazel still held his ground. The mark upon his face slowly disappeared, allowing the Demon to open his eyes once more, staring down at the opposition. Once more, the man got into a stance, staring down with the intent to incapacitate the creature, almost looking like he wishes to kill the child. Zazel merely stared back with the same intentions. Tension was starting to rise between the two, as the Pastor now tries to fight back against this new force. His body glowed gold once more, his palms now balling up to become fists, allowing the knuckledusters to take initiative, rushing forward to try and hit a left hook at the child's face. Zazel simply set up a sigil to block it, yet upon contact, that very sigil broke itself amidst the clash, shattering like solid glass. The Pastor assumed that such a strike would connect, yet Zazel was able to bend himself slightly to evade the attack altogether, seeing the glow being invaded by another light. One in which constantly burned through the aura, a set of lines that swerved the attack in a different direction to make him intentionally miss, leaving the Pastor wide open for another strike.

KRACC!!

An uppercut to the jaw, hearing some bone crack amidst the impact, the Devil watching as the man gets flung back.

The Pastor still didn't react, as he'd notice his jaw was dislocated in that hit, merely grabbing it and snapping it back in place, shocking the child almost instantly. It was as if he didn't register the pain at all. The Pastor lunged forward once more, pouring more energy to completely incinerate the demon attached to his arm. The boy would try to cast another sigil, but the Churchman was too quick, slamming a straight right at him, twisting his punch to make the boy spiral across the area like a trick shot, crashing him amidst the dirt and stone from the church. Blood poured profusely from the wound, boiling itself when connecting to the holy residue left upon the impact. The Demon struggled to get up, feeling his skull somewhat breaking itself with that strike. The Demon recognized almost immediately that if he were to get serious, he could've died with one hit. An attack like that at maximum would've ripped his head clean off, just from the force alone.

Despite this, the boy stood up once again, his sigils prepared, blindly looking towards his opponent. His stance was wobbling, yet he still remained firm