Imp:Devil Born

Chapter 8: A Real Battle

"We've only met for a few minutes, but I find you to be such an interesting character that I must know, what is your name?" The black hair man was curious about the Imp in front of him.

"Courteous of you to ask the name of your opponent, call me Valor." The Imp stood still, ready for their battle.

"Valor? What a rare and unique name, my name is a bit long so call me Valen, quite similar to yours!" The now-named Valen laughed as if they were long-time friends.

"We have introduced ourselves, so let us cut the talking and fight!" Valor slashed at Valen vertically.

"Slow down cowboy, don't have to be such a crazed downer!" Dodging to the right, Valen countered back using a diagonal cut to push Valor's sword away. Right after, rushing his katana forward to stab the demon in the chest.

"Quite fast for an amateur!" Bring his blade back, Valor blocked the stab and used his left shoulder to push Valen back, leaving him open to more attacks. Using his natural strength, he jumped at the black hair swordsman, swinging his blade down, crushing a table to crumbs, and missing his attack on Valen when he rolled out of the way.

"What a fright!" Valen clashed Blades with Valor, the two using strength not usual to normal humanoids alike. The Imp was stronger, slowly overpowering the black hair swordsman, however, that didn't stop Valen from kicking Valor in the shin, throwing his balance off guard and letting him stab the demon in the shoulder. It was painful for the demon, dark blood sprouted from his injury like a water fountain, and a regular humanoid would die or fall unconscious, but Valor stood grand and strong. "So strange, you should be dead from a fatal attack like that and yet you're alive!"

"I know that nevertheless, I must say, your strength and agility have been unpredictable, I can tell you possess no Aura, thus your power is even more impressive!"

"I appreciate the compliments, despite that, like you said mere moments before let's cut the talking and fight!" Grabbing a nearby chair, Valen throws it across the room, hitting Valor in the head. Valen closes the distance, maneuvering his blade to attack Valor in an aggressive style of swordsmanship. Valor had more experience, he could easily block these attacks, yet so compelled to try this new opponent that he wanted to fight. No matter how much he denied it and attempted to be a cool-headed person, deep down he was like the rest, in it for the fight until the end, even when he drew his last breath.

"To your left!" Valor shouted to Valen.

"Huh?" Looking to his left, Valen was tricked as his jaw was punched.

"That trick always works... hehe..." The demon chuckled to himself, though in full realization, he should have decapitated his head, it was the perfect opportunity. Maybe it was the sense of familiarity, maybe he felt pity for the weaker swordsman, he had some talent, but was working in some sluggish organization. "Might be too soon for opponents like us to pour out such personal past, but why would such a talent work for Black Blossom?"

"Ah, so personal! We're only on the second page of our battle!" The two clashed their blades once more, getting personal in a literal sense. "I'll be honest, I'm dirt poor this was the only place hiring people, specifically fighters like me!"

"A need to show your talent while reaping the rewards from it! I can respect it in some kind of sense!" Their battle was getting more rugged, more ferocious, swing of their blade, weather blocked or counter caused waste to their surroundings. Furniture was thrown, flower pots were smashed, and their determination, tainted by different desires, had strived them in this battle. "I see your determination! There's more to be uncovered, let us see-!"

Do we not have a mission of ours to complete? Dom interrupted, reminding him of their cause.

"I almost forgot, I need to focus on our little grudge..." A grievous tone took within his voice, Valor was way too influenced by Michael to live life in a fight. "Michael, how about you take the fight from here..."