When I thought I was winning against the angel having rotated his sword a smile crossed his face and for a moment everything became bright at the same time I felt the excruciating pain as my left arm lay on the ground only able to hold my wound enduring that wrenching pain. But I realized that I was winning as I saw the angel gasp in exhaustion...I was fatigued I knew that means I'm winning.

Bearing the bleeding wound, I stood in front of the angel and the one who was taller than me looked at me with irritation.

What's the matter, frustrated that an inferior would take you to such a point? "I said to him, causing the angel to bite his lip to the point of spitting blood. 

With a movement of his arm I knew he was going to attack but for some reason he was getting slow, taking advantage of this opportunity since with the movement of his arm he left unprotected a part of his abdomen, I jumped while wrapping aura in my foot giving a turn in the air taking enough momentum of strength I kicked him sending him to fly a few meters away.

Without wasting time I ran in that direction picking up a spear that was in the way, doing the same as with my foot I wrapped it with my aura so that it would not break with the thick armor of the angel, and with the momentum of speed I threw it towards the angel aiming at his wings.

To the angel who had already landed seeing the spear heading towards him , I invoke a barrier around him , the spear checking with this barrier in a war of strength I reached the side of the spear holding it with all the strength I had left and giving him all the aura I had left , as this blow would decide everything .

And everything became bright again due to the collision between the spear and the barrier, when I recovered my sight the angel was lying on the ground with my spear stuck in his chest.

Feeling relieved at that moment my body lost all its strength and I fell to the ground smiling for my victory, telling myself that this was the beginning of my revenge.... Or so I thought.

I never thought that a damn inferior would have so much strength, that was close, if you had aimed a little more to your right I would definitely have died" was heard the voice of that being that I thought was dead.

The angel that I thought I had defeated was slowly approaching me even though he was hurt he could still stand up, on the other hand I could not move I had lost a lot of blood ... I'm dying damn it... 

Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up... !!!!! I said to myself.

While I was fighting with myself I noticed that the angel was standing in front of me with the same spear that I had stuck in his chest ready to widen me.

In the end you're just human garbage, hahaha" said the angel.

When I thought I was finished, I saw the silhouette of someone push the angel with force and stand in front of me with his back to me, this person looked back and said.

My brother would not stay lying on the ground in front of this guy," he said.

Recognizing his voice his face and his confidence I smiled as I saw Luke holding a sword that was 2 times his own size.

Helping me to my feet he said " ok , let's finish this brother ! " 

Yes¡" I replied knowing that his arrival had given me enough willpower for one more raund.....