Pleased by the answer, the corner of Adam's lips curled subtly as he nodded. "You know what will happen if you still sell me."
He raised his flickering palm, his eyes curving. "Because if there is one immutable truth about anything you said, it is that you have no chance to even flee before me."
ROAR
Boosted by Muspelheim's infernal heat, plasma roared in a fiery pillar that cleaved through the sky. Fiery tongues swirled, condensing into a giant sun threatening to vaporise any living being under its radiance.
An icy shudder ran down Behemoth's spine. He had assumed to be slightly weaker based on Adam's past reputation and achievements. After all, he himself was quite powerful, perhaps in the top ten lords, if not infinitely close.