For an instant, the world vanished for Hyeol-ma.
A seven-strike bombardment rained down, each blow targeting a vital point: the solar plexus, the philtrum between his nose and upper lip, the temples.
He might be a demonic human, but he was still fundamentally human. He had a human’s body, a human’s shape, and a human’s vulnerabilities.
But he was also a demon.
Baek’s assault had stunned him, but it hadn’t been enough to put him
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