Infinity: Rising of the Soul Weavers

The nightmarish claws were able to instantly corrode anything they touched and instantly banish it into the depth of the bottomless void. 

Regenerating his body instantly, Silver flickered away. 'It hurts!!' he screamed in his mind. 

His specialty was regeneration and sustainability. That was the reason he hadn't died a long time ago when the entirety of the seven Sins had combined their attacks into one against him.

However, this was the first time he'd felt such a terrifyingly painful feeling. Additionally, his body has lost a massive portion of its energy from that single attack that his regeneration powers were almost insufficient to keep up.

While he was lucky this time, nothing guaranteed his survival in the next blow.

"You devil scum! I'll destroy you!!" Silver yelled in hatred and spite. There was no way he would forgive this filthy and lowly devil who had managed to harm him. "You shall taste my wrath and hatred!"

"I have already done so," Abbadon said while licking his lips sadistically, "quite tasty I must say!"

"Tch, die!" Silver simply clicked his tongue while gathering every bit of energy he had, not understanding what Abbadon had actually meant. "Although it is a regretful decision I have to make… I shall restrain myself from torturing you and instead I will just end you swiftly, filthy devil!"

Disappearing from his spot, Silver appeared behind Abbadon with a massive sword that suddenly materialised between his two hands.

Although no one could see his smile from under his mask, that didn't stop him from grinning widely. 'There is no way for anyone to avoid my attack, you're done for, b*stard!'

Striking with all of his might, a massive mana slash was released from the sword. The attack was directly targeting Abbadon who had no way of escaping.

Contrary to what most of the daemons watching had expected, there was no sound, no explosion, and nothing else but a radiant white light that was suddenly extinguished.

"Eh? What happened? Where's my explosion?" Silver wondered out loud.

"Ah, that was truly painful," Abbadon's voice was cold as ever, but his eyes were closed shut as if to savour the pain. "I'm happy however… 

"I'll make sure to remember that this is just what a disgraceful fallen angel is capable of. I wouldn't want to endure my mistress's punishment, for her might is incomparable to anyone else.

"But anyhow, that attack would have managed to eternally damage the land if I hadn't stopped it, and in case you haven't realised yet, the entirety of this land belongs to my mistress now.

"Needless to say, you are not allowed to wreak havoc in her land!" Opening his eyes that radiated with power, Abbadon watched Silver's body shaking like a broken doll.

"You weren't supposed to survive this attack!!" Silver yelled.

"Hm, indeed," Abbadon said thoughtfully. "It would have been able to mortally damage me… however, have you forgotten that you're a sinner?

"Remember that hate and spite you expressed just a few seconds ago? Sinners have no power against me!" He said while at the same time thanking his mistress who had aided him in the fight. 

'To aid someone who is most deserving of your wrath, my mistress, you are truly a kind and merciful one!'

Smiling coldly, Abbadon dug his deadly claws into Silver's body and slowly separated the head from the body, as if removing the bones from an overly cooked fish.

Holding Silver, or rather, his head, Abbadon dismissed his skills and regained his old form. "I trust that even a filthy fallen angel like yourself is able to last quite a bit of time without your body, kfufufu! 

"My mistress has some questions to ask, so you better answer each of them with the utmost care and honesty, else I'll make sure you suffer." Seeing his smile, Silver knew that he was done for.

Approaching his mistress, Abbadon kneeled and presented Silver to her. "Thank you, my kind mistress, for supporting me during the fight." 

Raven looked at him coldly while dismissing her Crimson Claymore, well, Tu's claymore. 

She had noticed that it might be too troublesome for Abbadon to negate Silver's attack on his own, that's why she had used the Claymore's Effect which took away 30% of Silver's power while supplying that to Abbadon as a power boost.

Approaching Abbadon, Raven tapped his head in a patting manner, even though her face was as cold as before. "Never ever in your life as my servant take an attack head-on if you are able avoid it.

"I gave you the power to protect yourself and everyone else, yet you chose to voluntarily harm your body. This will never happen again, do you understand?

"Although I was- no, although I am still angry with you, I have never stopped caring for you. I don't want you to harm yourself thinking that I would feel pleasure watching such a thing.

"I repeat for the last time, do you understand?" Raven asked.

Hearing her words, Abbadon's face twisted like a baby that was about to cry, as evident by his tearful eyes.

'What type of idiot am I…' he thought, letting go of his tears and pride. 'My mistress is so kind that the thought of her stupid servant getting harmed had forced her to use her own sacred power to defend me…

'Yet after all of that, I neglected her care and instead inflicted harm and pain upon myself...

'I am not worthy of her love or care… How do I keep making such stupid mistake? How could I not realise that her kind heart would ache at the sight of me getting hurt?'

"My- my mistress- I-..." Abbadon stuttered, unable to speak from his guilt and sadness.

Seeing that, the daemons and their subordinates' were left speechless with their mouths wide open. Each and every one of them, including Maeve, was in a deep state of disbelief.

'Abbadon is crying?' they all wondered if this was an illusion. 'No no, it's true! Abbadon is crying!!!!'

*Sigh*

"It's ok," Raven softly patted his head. "You are my loyal servant and, at the same time, my baneful executioner. You can't start crying like this, alright?

"I am merely teaching you what you need to know and how you need to act, that's all. 

"Will you be so kind and wipe away your tears? You don't want to give your enemy the pleasure of seeing you in this state now, do you?"

'He is just like a baby who's been scolded by his mother…' Raven thought while trying to ignore Kayla's laughter in the back of her mind. 'This is so embarrassing…'

Shaking his head while forcing himself to recover, Abbadon nodded. Opening his eyes again, no tears were in sight, yet one could easily tell that he was still not his usual self.

"Thank you, my kind mistress," he said.

"You can call me Lady Raven like you used to, Abbadon," she smiled.

"Yes," Abbadon struggled to keep his composure against his mistress's care and kindness. "Yes, Lady Raven."

Smiling softly, Raven stopped patting him and instead adopted a serious expression while looking at the bodiless head. "Now.... Silver, was it?" She muttered with a sadistic smile.