"Me? You? Capturing me? Aren't you acting a bit too arrogant for a little pet, human?" The Succubus glared at him with a cold, twisted smile. "Let's play a bit then."
She disappeared, and the snow where she stood exploded into a cloud of white mist. She was moving fast, too fast for Agnar to see. That told him everything that he needed to know about this fight. He's outclassed, and he must find a way to trick or catch her off guard.
His arm moved, and he turned around as fast as he could, blocking the backstab at the last moment. The succubus wasn't using any weapon, just her bare hands and her long, terrifying, knife-like nails.
He knew this succubus was far stronger than the devil from before. She wasn't here to just seduce and play around. Besides, her approach resembled nothing of what Abel explained to him.
Agnar couldn't think for too long because right after the first strike, the succubus's second hand came in like a blinding flash.
