Lancelot's body heavily slammed against the stone wall, and with a resounding boom, the wall unexpectedly collapsed from the terrible impact, throwing the Human Knight into the corridor outside. He struggled to rise from the ground, spitting out a large mouthful of blood. His appearance was both wretched and disheveled, yet there was a peculiar smile on his face, as if he were the victor of the recent clash.
"Hahaha, ahahahahaha!" The Human Knight even burst out laughing, his voice filled with satisfaction, not at all like someone who had just been beaten to the point of bleeding.
"Hmph, has the beating addled your wits?" The Demon Refinement grew impatient and flicked its tail, "Face reality, your strength is as insignificant as an ant's..."
