C1843 This Is Not a Matter of Winning or Losing

A young man from the Devil Clan stood there, towering like a giant at nearly ten feet tall, his muscles impressively developed. He was like a wall, exuding a dark aura that resembled flames from the depths of hell.

"Today, none of you are leaving," he declared.

"Get out of here, quickly," urged the young man, his body swaying as blood trickled down his forehead