Seiya remained crouched, one hand braced against the ground while his extended leg rested against the demon's shoulder.
The demon's gaze fixated on him, amusement dancing in his eyes as a sly smile curled his lips. His fingers wrapped around Seiya's ankle, holding it firmly in place with an almost lazy effort.
"Not bad," he taunted, his voice laced with mockery. "But you'll have to do better." His grip tightened, threatening to twist Seiya's ankle with a cruel flick.
Seiya instantly moved in a swift motion, twisting his body seamlessly to loosen the demon's hold. In the same motion, he snapped out his other leg in a sharp kick, but the demon leaned back, dodging effortlessly. Seiya used the opening to wrench his trapped leg free, springing backward in a smooth retreat.