Adam didn't dare to breathe.
His own weapon now rested against his throat.
How had things come to this?
Moreover, the elderly man before him was clearly an expert. He was far more powerful than Adam. The true extent of his power was unknown.
From the corner of his eye, Adam noticed the devil spawn had almost regenerated. The window of opportunity was closing.
"Kill it," he whispered, making sure his throat didn't make much movement against the sharp blade.
"Kill it before it gets away!"
Henry Caldwell stared at Adam with curiosity. "How were you able to get over the infernal corruption, boy? You are but a Templar."
Adam's eyes trembled in suppressed rage. "Kill the devil! What are you doing?"
"Why should I?" Henry asked calmly.
Adam was stunned. "What…? What do you mean?"
Henry Caldwell gestured toward the centre of the cavern.
