Volgoa felt the hairs on his arms stand. He quickly jumped off the tree, barely dodging the falling boy. Caught by his demon, the man safely descended. He turned around to see the entire tree exploding into splinters. He shielded his eyes as his demon pulled him back. The angel on the other hand had flown away before it had gotten hit. Based on his analysis, he determined that all the force the boy had accumulated had been concentrated into the very tip of his blade, causing the tree to break into a million pieces when it hit. He looked over to the twins to see that they were shielded by the window and walls, unaffected by the blast.

This isn't good, he thought. He couldn't dodge attacks coming from underneath. The black outfitted man ordered his demon to take him to the angel to exchange who was carrying him, all the while dodging the giant spikes coming from under the ground.

"Che." Thomas righted himself from his attack. It required a lot of practice and concentration to safely do his attack without getting harmed by the fall. Similar to a swallow dive-bombing onto their targets, if he were to miss or make a mistake in his strike then he could seriously injure himself. He looked irritably at the man who was still not taking him seriously. He bent his knees to perform another strike.

Volgoa decided that now was the right time and activated the demon's power. He saw the boy go still, his eyes glazed over. A moment later the man felt killing intent emanating from the boy. It felt like he was trapped inside a ring of fire with no way to escape. The boy turned his gaze towards Volgoa's demon and snarled.

"I'll kill you!" shouted the boy as he ran recklessly towards the stake wielder.

Sets of three spikes shot out of the ground every few seconds, all trying to impale the winged fighter as it desperately weaved through them before it flew out of reach above. The boy quickly pushed himself up with the spikes.

It was then Volgoa realized that something was wrong. The boy pushed himself with the rising ground… but didn't flatten the earthen spike. They stabbed into his feet as they launched him high upwards, but the boy didn't seem to register the pain. He shot over the demon before performing the same falling strike as before. Volgoa's demon couldn't dodge it in time and decided to shield itself with the stake. As the both clashed, they fell to the ground with incredible speed. The man waited for the dust to settle down to see his demon lying on the ground, the stake above it cracked from the point where a rapier was stuck on it.

He looked over to the boy. He was on the ground, his arm bent in an unnatural angle, and his feet were bleeding, yet the boy still glared at the demon.

"...how… dare you!" Three spikes penetrated the demon from his back, sending its broken form back into Volgoa.

The man pulled down his mask to vomit blood. Losing one of his halves in battle not only sent it back into him where it would take time to heal, it was also very dangerous for his body. If he also lost his angel half at the same time, then he would die. The man ordered his angel to put him down on the roof before he pulled it back inside of him. Volgoa then plopped down on the tiled roof. Though it was brief, the broken form of his demon half took a toll on his body.

"...I will not… die!" shouted the still maddened boy as he futilely attempted to push himself up. Every time he fell, he tried standing once more, repeating the process and worsening his wounds at every attempt.

Volgoa could see that the boy had lost himself in anger. He wanted to stop the boy, but the fear of getting impaled by the earth spikes. It wasn't like he wasn't confident of his physical abilities; on the contrary he fought alongside his demon with his own weapon. The reason he himself didn't join the fight was because his attack methods usually involved fatalities, so he decided not to. He didn't get close to the boy because he wasn't sure what other tricks the boy had behind his sleeves.

Meanwhile, inside the house.

Felicia sat up awake as she felt her skin burning up. Not figuratively, but literally.

"AAAAHHH!!!"

(Sorry for the really short chapter, but this was supposed to be the second part of the previous one. I will try to make the next chapter much longer to compensate, but it will take time. I sincerely hope for your understanding)