92 92. Escape

Without making a noise, a single ray of light passed through Lucas' thigh– piercing it and making a hole.

"Arghh! Fuck!" Lucas cursed as the ray of light that had pierced him transformed into a man behind him.

"Stop resisting, Lucas," The man said with a cheeky smile plastered on his face as if he was sure of his victory. "You've already lost. I won't let you escape and I won't let you win."

Lucas' regeneration healed his thigh, and he got back to his feet before turning around and facing his opponent– the Lightbringer.

"I get it," the light red-haired demon said with a meaningful smirk. "I know how you're avoiding being deflected by my ability."

"Oh," arching his eyebrows, Lightbringer exclaimed. "Do tell."

"You can fully control and turn into light," Lucas stated the obvious. "That also means you can control the frequency of the light you turn into!"