The metal pole smashed across Angus's face with a deafening clang. He staggered sideways as the impact echoed through the throne room. There was an imprint in the metal showing just how hard Micah had hit him, yet Angus had taken it like a champ. That was not a compliment.
"Why don't you tell that to my mother?!" Micah roared.
But that wasn't enough.
He swung again.
Angus barely managed to throw up an arm before the pole connected with enough force to send him stumbling backward.
"Tell her how you summoned the demon that raped her!"
He struck again.
"Tell her how you destroyed her life!"
CLANG!
The pole finally snapped apart from the force of the repeated blows. Yet that didn't seem to satisfy Micah. He had years of rage festering inside him, and now every bit of it was pouring out at once.
The demon prince vanished and reappeared beside Angus, driving the jagged remains of the pole into his ribs like a spear.
He claimed the runes made him impenetrable, right?
