Asmodeus couldn't help but watch nervously, his muscles tense and heart racing the moment the two massive abilities clashed. The explosive force was so great that it destroyed both the training field and half the forest from which they viewed the battle.
His lips curved into a broad smile, even though the expenses to repair this would likely come from his private wine collection.
'They've both honed themselves so much in my absence.'
Although there was something that irritated him a little.
He'd asked the women not to injure each other, but that last attack clearly carried both women's desire to kill the other. It was a fatal blow. No matter how generous
Asmodeus was with his wives.
Punishment was in order.
Not because he was drunk on power and authority, but because their children were watching this fight and the moment the two attacked with such a visible intent. It was clear the children would also grasp its meaning.
