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Chapter 21: Rescue Battle Part 1

Thinking about it really carefully, Vaggie then figured out what they need to do. "Ok. The IMP with Octavia can go and save Henry. Me and Angel can handle Striker. And Bogumierz and Loona can handle the bitch. If we time this just right, we can get out of here before Paimon shows up."

"You sure this is a good idea?" Millie asked.

"Trust me. I've had a lot of experience in battles. This way, we have a higher chance of success." Vaggie explained.

"Sounds good to me." Loona nodded.

"Chances are that the Overlord may be waiting for you if you get Henry, it may be difficult." Bogumierz said.

"We can handle it. Millie and I, and yes, even you Boss, we make a great team." Moxxie smiled.

"Hell yea. And plus, I've been itching to get Striker. But don't worry. It's personal." Angel Dust brought out some guns rearing to go.

"Well what are we waiting for? Let's go kill them sons of bitches!" Blitzo raised his hand into the air.

Everyone wished each other good luck before leaving in three separate directions: IMP with Octavia to the north, Vaggie and Angel to the south, and Bogumierz and Loona to the west. They rushed as fast as they could in hopes of not being too late.

Striker was enjoying himself tormenting Stolas through one pain after another. And even though he wanted to, it was still not enough. One attack and then 2 more takes its place. But the crazy assassin was living the dream of killing the higher ups. And after throwing Stolas to the ground, he couldn't help but chuckle ad the Owl was panting and whimpering in pain.

"Well, this has been fun, but every good thing has to come to an end. Shame you won't see your kid, again." Striker mocked. Stolas remained silent, prompting the Imp to look at him. "What's wrong? Nothing to say you pompous rich arrogant bastard? Do you now feel how I feel when you rule over us like some gods? Do you see how much better I am than you and the Overlords?"

Stolas then spits blood right at Striker's eye before responding. "The way you act, you will never be god. You are shit."

Striker lost his control. Even though he had the upper hand, getting spit and insulted at like that wads enough to trigger his rage into an out of control state. Stolas can see that the many failed attempts to succeed has taken a toll on his mental health. He then punched Stolas so many times his hands was sore. He was told early before Stolas woke up that they needed him alive. But he was so enraged that he felt compelled to kill him, defying orders out of sheer hate. After he was done, he grinned. "Any last words, Goetia?"

"My friends will-"

"YOUR SO CALLED FRIENDS AIN'T COMING! Nobody is coming."

"Then what about me, hot stuff?" Angel Dust asked while close to his face at the side.

Striker jumped out of the way in time and turned around to see both Angel Dust and Vaggie in front of him. "What the fuck?! You again!?!"

"Hey asshole. Hope you haven't forgotten about us and what you did." Vaggie said with her spear in hand.

"Normally I would love to have you, but since you tried to mess with my pals, I'm gonna fuck you!" Angel Dust said with a smile. Striker, Vaggie, and even Stolas looked at him in a strange way before the spider sighed. "Not in a sexual way. Come on."

Striker cleared his throat after that. "I would've killed you both. But My boss wanted only him." He pointed at Stolas. "So you're gonna have to wait." He was about to kill Stolas when Angel fired a gun at the knife, causing it to bounce off of Striker's hand. He looked over to see the two.