As soon as the Incubus looked at Anon standing up from his table, He Smiled and started walking towards Anon.
"He is dead." Mike spoke with a smile as he turned towards him and looked at the scene with a smile.
"Hey kid, You should go back and sit down on your table again, before I stab my fucking sword into your handsome face." The Incubus spoke as he pulled his sword out and pointed it towards Anon's face.
"Oh, Ain't this toy scary ?" Anon spoke as he touched the sword's tip and gave it a little squeeze.
As soon as Anon squeezed the Sword, cracks started to appear all over it and in just a second... The whole sword broke down into dust.
*Crack*
*Ting-Ting-Ting*
"What the-"
As this happened, everyone looked at them with surprised and shocked expressions.
"You should use real sword next time." Anon spoke as he took a puff out of his cigar and blowed the smoke on his face.