Laharl could see that punch coming a mile away, so easily dodged to the side with little thought, sticking out his foot into the path of the incoming demon in order to trip him. That was just damn sloppy of him. He definitely didn't seem to be taking this as seriously as he was pretending to seem. At least Laharl sure hoped he was pretending.

"Could you be any more obvious?"

If this was how it was going to be, Laharl, Etna and Flonne could be on their way in no time.