Kael was lying on the ground and called out to the Demon King.
"Yo, old man… did you fight all seven of those bastards by yourself?"
"Yes, I did," he muttered.
"I was lucky the other six didn't come to save him, or else I was dead meat," he said while laughing.
"Yeah, but why did you toy with him at the beginning?" the Demon King asked.
"Well, I didn't think he would pull out something like that," he replied.
"They did something like that with me. That's what got me. Out of nowhere, power exploded out of them. Next thing I knew, they plunged their sword into my heart."
"Damn… I'm sorry for disrespecting you. I didn't know you were that badass." He could barely talk.
"That's right, kid. Show some respect to my name," the Demon King said, letting out a laugh.
"Shut up. So how do I become as strong as you?" Kael asked.
"Time and training," he answered.
"That's lame," Kael groaned.
"Come. Follow me."
