Half the Fallen Angels
Episode 26 Part 2

Zivan closed his eyes for not wanting to see the next one. He knew that Devan had reached his limit.

While Devan, although very much he does not remember, but he still understands more about himself. That's why his heart is beating so fast this time, he knows best, that his ability, is not enough to save him at this time.

And actually he was tired, but he refused to show weakness to his opponent. But this time, his mind was tested. She was frightened, feeling threatened, her heart completely new to admit, that she was weak, helpless, and unable to help Luna..

Finally, with all that pressure, Devan began to lose sight, and he fainted, in the middle of the fight.

Yet…

Two seconds later…

He who is nearing a fall wakes up and restores his balance. He began to take a breath, and immediately faced with all the undead who had arrived nearby.

Zivan opened his eyes, but what he saw was different from what he had expected…

“Hm?”, wonder Zivan.

Zivan watched Devan's fighting style change from before, he was so slippery to move between his undead. His movements seemed regular and not in vain.

Devan moved towards one of the corpses, as the corpse began to release a fist, he sped up his run suddenly passing from the range of the fist.

The fist did not come off fully, and Devan's arm managed to fend off with a slight jump push to help with his weight.

He did bounce a little, but he moved quickly around himself, elbowing the face of the corpse until the corpse staggered to the side.

Devan passed by and then turned around so that his legs could give a strong blow to the back of the corpse, until the corpse crashed into a corpse coming from another direction.

Devan ran back, but not as fast as before, only his steps were bigger. Just like the previous tactic, it moved to avoid the situation where it was surrounded.

He chose another one to beat. He briefly tightened his run then jumped with a hand ready to take a hit.

The corpse in front then reacted to slow his run to swiftly receive Devan's punch. But Devan didn't take a punch, he was bluffing.

Until when he landed his feet, he immediately dropped himself with both feet forward, so he slid and hit the legs of the corpse until it fell.

However, before the corpse actually fell to the ground, Devan immediately stopped his leg and immediately squatted down and Devan turned around and lunged at him again until he was mired forward.

While Devan, slightly bounced backward, dragged, and immediately rolled backward, to get up faster and move straight ahead.

This time he changed his direction, running with wide strides towards Zivan. When something got in the way, he nimbly avoided it without expending much force.

Devan regulates his breathing, and keeps the mind and emotions excessive, getting rid of all the factors that make him tired quickly in the middle of the fight.

And this time, Devan is also moving more freely than before, because the undead are far fewer than before. Until in a short time, Devan managed to get back in front of Zivan.

Devan immediately attacked Zivan with his fist, but Devan immediately pulled back his hand, until Zivan who momentarily managed to catch his hand immediately released.

“Do not misunderstand first. You can be in front of me, because I purposely slowed down the undead.”

“You think I care about that.”

Devan returns to attack, but Zivan always manages to dodge the attack.

“Heeuhh!!!”, hello Zivan.

“PUMP!!”, Zivan's right-hand fist shrouded in black aura shot powerfully to Devan's right chin, exceeding Devan's reflex speed.

Devan rolled and slammed several times on the ground and ended up crashing into the wall of Goa. Devan pulled up for a while and then fell down.

Zivan then walked up to Devan who was lying on the ground talking.

“Devan, actually from the start of the fight, you've lost. You know why?, you're like a single king on the chessboard, who already has no pawns, but your opponent, still has a complete pawn.”

Devan tried to get up with both hands, his chin was badly injured, his skin torn, even his skeleton up to his teeth.

“And you yourself have actually come to your senses, therefore, you are always running, avoiding the conditions in which you are besieged by the living corpses.”

Dozens of corpses that rose began to walk closer and besiege Devan.

“But, during and as far as any single king goes, over time he will also be cornered, like you are now.”

Devan tried to look around, his vision blurry and shadowy, but he knew that dozens of undead had surrounded him with Zivan in the middle.

“Then, this is called CHECKMATE!.”

Some of the undead also held Devan's shoulder, and raised him to face Zivan, because he still seemed to stagger standing on his knees.

“And now you should understand, this is the difference in strength between me and you. So Devan I tell you, hurting me is not only difficult, but impossible!”

Zivan stepped closer to Devan who was kneeling while his shoulders were lifted by the corpses.

“And now we'd better end this. Goodbye, Devan.”

Zivan began to raise his fist. He pulled his arm up parallel to his shoulder, then his guard was slowly enveloped in a black aura. After that, he immediately released his final fist towards Devan.

However, when the fist was being floated…

“Egh...”, suddenly Zivan fell asleep for a moment, as well as the corpses around Devan.

“Hehe!”, Devan suddenly chuckles. The black aura in Zivan's hand was sucked quickly until it disappeared into Devan's face.

Two seconds later, Zivan woke up, “Ha!”.

“Heee!”, then found Devan's wide face in front of his eyes and a black fist covered in aura darted into his face.

“PUMP!!”, Tinjuan Devan pointed right at Zivan's right chin, causing him to slam and roll several times over the ground, eventually crashing into the wall of Goa.

“’Having me is not only difficult, but impossible’, try saying that once again, Senior Zivan Zora.”

Zivan was lying on the ground, before long he tried to get up, his vision blurred and shaded. His right chin was severely injured, until his skin was torn and skeletal bones and teeth appeared behind it.

While Devan, he stood upright while looking at Zivan lying on the ground. He looks different, his facial features are more expressive and tend to be evil. But the most different is his eyes, in the middle of his pupils there is a white circle and a point in the middle.

"Hahahaha!", Zivan laughed, slowly rising to his feet while enduring the pain in his jaw.

"Damn it!, you're finally awake too, Devan Zora."

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