Kami gives a shout of pain, as the blade slices through him, leaving dark scars that seem to tear at him, but soon dissipate. More energy fills him, healing his wounds, as he smiles, and turns around. Here, he cannot be defeated. He was only letting this creature live out of mercy, knowing that he could destroy this entire city if he so wished. Simply by causing this reactor to explode, a nuclear bomb, at point-blank range. Even a being such as Abbadon would be destroyed, demon or no. The thought that Kami had a weapon such as that at his disposal made him laugh, and filled him with confidence, as he playfully directed metal beams and blades at Abbadon, to tear at his flesh.
"Am I supposed to be impressed? You're a teeny weeny little demon, and you think that's enough to challenge a God?" Kami held up two hands, as he began once more charging up energy. He''d have wanted to take Abbadon's mind, and bend it to his will, but his magic was distorting the signal. As expected. However, he had far greater weapons at his disposal here. He would use God's Fist, and pummel this fool to dus. He prepared another blast, intentionally making it slowly, knowing that Abbadon would strike again, seeing such an opening. But what did it matter? Kami was God in this place, and nothing could hurt him. Not even that sphere.