When Rainier wasn't being ordered about, he trained.
Something about the way his godflesh had been warped during his escape from Heaven made him stronger than he had been, and even now a couple of weeks after the event, he found himself surprised by it.
Today's case in point was proved when his greatsword snapped in two.
He'd been fighting with a brutishly huge demon when it happened, and as a result, he wound up accidentally impaling the demon he was sparring with in the shoulder.
"Gragh!" the demon roared as Rainier dropped his sword to help.
"Shit!" Rainier pulsed his wings trying to get to the giant demon's shoulder, only to find himself punched so hard he collided with the wall, evincing laughter from the demons who had gathered to watch.
Before Rainier could rise, the demon pointed his own glaive at Rainier's chest. "Surrender?"
"I yield," Rainier sighed.
