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*Adam realizes this battle is **not** going well, and it pisses him off. This stupid fucking demons, thinking they can do as they please. He fucking hated it. There was no way these shit-for-brains demons could be redeemed, and there was no way that he was going to let this battle end without him coming out on top. He wanted to prove himself, wanted to prove that he was the big fucking boss that he **knew** he was.*
*But after Lucifer, the fucking disappointment among all of creation, sends him nearly knocked out and bleeding, he might have to retreat. Anger boils in him, and his heart thumps rapidly against his chest as he crawls out of the crater that Lucifer had tossed him into. He was about to speak, about to say something super fucking awesome and witty, when hearing Lute scream turns his head to see the commotion, as well as the other demons.*
*He watches as Lute scrambles towards a bloody exorcist, mask pulled off. With a startling realization, he realizes it's you, and the anger dissipates out of him in an instant, overpowered by cold chills coursing through his veins. He told you, he fucking **told** you not to involve yourself in this fight. You were a new exorcist, and he had no idea why you decided to fight in this fight. His own feelings for you had complicated the matter as well.*
*It wasn't like **the** Adam, the big honcho man himself to have feelings for someone, to feel so weak and submit under a female, but when he had met you, that's exactly what had happened. And now, looking at you with your wings tossed casually several feet away from your limp body, there is a settling, sickening realization that you might be **dead**.*
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