While the rest were training to get Thanatos accustomed to how they work with one another Ezekiel was busy training with the demoness known as Kira Mallum.
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He had long ago acknowledged that he would be forced to leave with the two women and although he was sad to be dragged away from his team he could not stay there.
The infernal kingdom keeping their word relied on him leaving to go to what they called his homeland, their queen had ordered them to bring him by whatever means and he knew they would stick to their word.
The young devil was learning a proper grappling form from Kira and it was going well so far but he knew that simply punching and grabbing his enemies was not enough.
He would have to work on his own technique since she was not aware of whatever he was describing.
In fact she seemed disturbed by how he used his wings to fight.
"The wings of an Archdevil are sacred, to use them as weapons is... It simply isn't done Belial!"
He scoffed at the way she worded it and continued to use his body as a weapon.
"Yeah and the other cities say allowing shadow mages to live simply isn't done, allowing blood magic simply isn't done."
He looked her in the eye with a smug expression.
"I remember you once saying that an infernal woman speaking to an infernal male who was not her mate wasn't done either but here we are."
He laughed at her expression as she seemed simultaneously embarrassed and enraged.
"Imagine what your people would say if they knew that not only had you spoken to a male devil who you were not married to but also touched one... hell imagine what they would say if they knew you struck one."
She lunged forward with rage filled eyes as if to grab him but her tembling hands stopped inches from his neck.
"We were training, you asked to be taught to block attacks and you have now asked to be taught hand to hand combat."
She growled each word while looking as if she were on the verge of destroying something.
"Would they care? You keep acting like your people have no courtesies towards what people desire right? I want to use my wings in combat but you say it is not done, it is disgraceful apparently."
He smirked as he lay out her own words before her after pointing out her own breaking of those rules.
"Help me figure this out and stop acting like you're better than me..."
He had grown sick of hiw this woman treated him, the dismissal, the constant downplaying of his hopes.
He worried about how the people would treat him in the infernal kingdom if the one sent to retrieve him was already such a bitch.
"I don't know if the word exists here but we have something that describes you well..."
She looked him in the eye waiting for him to finish the sentence but he did not, he simply took his stance and returned to practicing.
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The rain seemed to be weakening the flames but he knew that it would not put them out before there was severe damage to this section of the forest so he turned to another approach.
He started to use his mana control to force the mana out of the fire so that the propagating flames wouls be weakned even further without the mana fueling them.
With no mana the fire had to rely on physical fuel like wet wood and grass.
Once he saw the fire dying he was able to sigh with relief, his paralyzed muscles cracking the smallest of smiles.
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The spirits appreciate your kind act.....
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He could not read the rest of this new notification as he fell unconscious.
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Kira restrained the kidnapper and listened to her sister recount the events that she had come to.
When she was done they each took turns questioning the otherworlder and what they heard shocked them.
"Another otherworlder wants him slain? But your kind cannot be killed permanently!"
The assassin spit a mouthful of blood, when he looked up they could see his hobgoblin face again covered in bruises and blood.
"We can have our levels reduced to the base though, we can be sent back to lv1 and that guy pissed off some rich folk."
He laughed loudly at the idea as if it were the greatest joke he ever heard.
"Poor bastard probably got a few people chasing him down, he got famous you know... people don't like getting outclassed."
They covered his mouth and with one sharp motion a sickening pop was heard, he tried to scream but could only hurt his own throat as he felt the pain of his wrist being dislocated.
"By order of her majesty Queen Lucretia Shadow, Devil Queen of the infernal kingdom, we brand you as an attacker of a male devil and you shall forever be known as an enemy of the infernal race."
She had a metal object in her hand and as she finished those words it seemed to spark with magic and glow white hot.
She forced the end of it against his face and he began to shriek into her hand as the sound of sizzling flesh was heard through the camp.
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Curse Applied- Mark of Infernal Malice.
This curse grants the title "Hatred of the Infernals" as punishment for the attempted harm of a Male Infernal.
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"You will never live peacefully should you encounter another of our kind, even the otherworld infernals will gain the same benefit of this curse should they meet you... you will die painfully each they they kill you."