She Belongs To The Devil

Swish! Clang! Push! Thump!

Theodore and Lilith's fight had been going on for quite a while now.

Theodore was constantly pushing Lilith with his sword. And he was constantly cornering her to the dome-shaped barrier.

"Aahhhh!" Lilith groaned in pain as she slammed against the barrier for the umpteenth time.

She lightly pressed her palm on her stomach and even though she was exhausted she pushed her shoulder against the barrier and pushed her weight back on her feet.

"There is no way I can kill this Devil when he literally has the hellfire wrapped around in his palm," Lilith thought as she drew in her breath very laboriously.

"But I still have to give my best to this fight. I can't give up just yet." She gulped hard. And even when she already knew that it was impossible for her to defeat Theodore, she still kept on plunging forward.

"Haaaaahh…" Lilith acted as though she was going to strike him from the front. And when Theodore was prepared to deflect her attack, she teleported behind him in an attempt to successfully fool him this time.

However, Theodore wasn't someone who would be fooled by the same tactic which wasn't successful the first time.

He turned a little to the side and blocked her sword with his steel-like feathers. One of his feathers fell down from the impact.

But Lilith had it worse when Theodore slit her arm and gave a deep cut with those sharp feathers of his.

Lilith screamed in frustration and pain. She was mad that even after knowing that Theodore had evolved and even after preparing herself for the past five months for this battle, she still wasn't able to land a single perfect blow on him.

"Had I known that he had evolved and that he possessed his flaming sword, I would have never made that deal with that rascal," she thought to herself and blindly swung her sword at Theodore.

She hoped that at least one of her attacks would match with his body and he would get a worse injury than her.

Theodore, on the other hand, kept on stopping her attack very easily. Whether it was a magic attack or sword attack or both, he proved to be superior to Lilith.

And he wouldn't just evade her attack. He would push her back on that barrier and slice her flesh with his feathers, scratch her with his claws, and sink his claws here and there.

Every time Lilith would get cornered and wounded, she would think that her end had come. She would tight shut her eyes expecting Theodore to drive that flaming sword into her body.

But rather than finishing her off, Theodore would back away from her and would give her a chance to get a hold of herself and strike back. And she would do that every time.

However, Lilith was already worn out by this one-sided fight which Theodore clearly had control over. She didn't have much energy left in her body.

She wanted this fight to be over soon.

And she knew there was only one way how this battle would end. "I'm going to die today, aren't I?"

"But why isn't he killing me yet?" Lilith glared at Theodore with her smoky eyes and she shouted in frustration, "What is it that you want to prove, Theodore? That you are stronger than me? That I am at your mercy? That I am nothing more than your plaything?"

Theodore didn't answer her. He simply furrowed his brows and waited for Lilith to strike again.

No matter how much Theodore had threatened Lilith and how many times he had injured her, he had been very careful not to so much as graze her with his flaming sword.

He didn't want to kill off Lilith along with her soul by carelessly swinging it around her.

The only reason why he had summoned that flaming sword was because he wanted to scare Lilith back to hell. However, unlike what he had thought, she kept on fighting even when she was on the brink of collapsing.

Lilith, on the other hand, was a very proud demoness. For her, returning back to hell mid-battle was equivalent to running away from the battlefield. She knew she was weaker than Theodore. But she didn't want the others to think that way. And she also didn't want to be called a coward.

She would rather die than be called a weak or a coward.

So to end things faster, the only thing that she could think of was provoking Theodore to the point where he would kill her. To her, dying in the battle didn't sound as bad as running away.

Lilith sighed and said to Theodore, "I think I will give up this fight and go back to hell."

Theodore smiled and stopped pointing his sword at Lilith. "Finally! That's what I wanted to hear."

But she stared dead into Theodore's eyes and then declared in a monotone, "Oh, don't get too happy, Theodore. I will come right back up, outside your barrier."

She had a sinister smile on her face when she further added, "Then I will find your wife and skin her alive. I bet I can make an adorable stuffed doll out of her skin."

That was all she needed to ignite the rage inside of Theodore.

His wings spread out like a thorny weapon. His horns glowed bright red as if a volcano was going to erupt from them. His whole body was literally fuming with anger.

"You desperately want me to be the villain of your story, don't you?" Theodore's menacing voice resounded throughout the dome, sending chills in Lilith's heart.

"Let me fulfill your final wish." He gripped his flaming sword with all seriousness.

"Try me, you whining Prince!" Lilith clenched her jaw and forced her feet to close the gap between the two of them.

She plunged her sword at the Devil once more. But the attack was very weak this time. So when her sword clanged against Theodore's, her sword slipped out of her hand.

Theodore then shot at least ten arrows made out of his mist right into her chest. The ends of the arrows were attached to his palm with chains that were also made out of his mist.

He mercilessly slammed Lilith up to the barrier, back to the ground, and everywhere around. And when he felt like she had had enough, he smashed her body on the ground and made her land on her back.

Because of that impact, she spurted blood from her mouth. Her whole face got covered in freckles of her blood. And she began to cough violently while holding her chest and stomach.

Lilith then lay unmoving on the dirt as though she had already died. She didn't even have enough energy to lift her finger.

"I tried my best. I'm sorry! I'm sorry that you had to pay the price of my foolishness," she thought to herself.

Her eyes were still flickering with the longing to live.

But contrary to how she was feeling, she accepted her defeat and asked in a whisper, "Just stop playing with me... and kill me already!"

"Gladly!" Theodore's smoldering eyes glared down at Lilith.

He held his flaming sword upside down with both of his hands, ready to pierce the demoness with it and wipe her whole existence.

He didn't need anyone who could potentially be a threat to his wife to be alive.

Theodore raised his arms and angrily thrust down the sword. However, he abruptly stopped right before the sword could stab Lilith's stomach.

He wrinkled his brows in a tune and kept on staring at Lilith's stomach for a while.

And he looked at Lilith's eyes and questioned her, "Why do I hear a heartbeat from your stomach?"

Lilith totally ignored Theodore's question and rolled her eyes. "Don't act as if you care."

Theodore's sword instantly disappeared from his hand and he shouted, "Answer me, Lilith! Are you pregnant?"

There was no answer yet again.

The Devil widened his eyes as though a sudden realization hit him. And he asked, "Whose child is it?"