Judgement

Michael stood tall before the Fallen Merged Archdemons, his eyes gleaming with a fierce intensity. As he began to levitate, the three Merged Archdemons - Lutan, Balphegar, and Madeus - stood their ground, ready for whatever Michael would do next.

With a swift motion, Michael's Saber manifested in his hand, its bright white blade exuding an unimaginable amount of pure, just aura. "Come on, you guys," Michael taunted, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Don't be scaredy cats. Let's go on a little flight test. That is, if you can catch me without your original angel wings. I hope you aren't still pissed off about how I ripped them off your backs one by one."

The three Merged Devils seethed with rage, their eyes blazing with fury. They knew Michael was rage-baiting them, but teasing them with their most humiliating defeat was all they needed to go into a murdering frenzy. With a collective snarl, they summoned all their power and lunged at Michael, who flew high up in the air to both eva