The colossal spear ripped through the night crashing from the heavens. Its trail carved a crimson fissure in the sky, painting the darkness with veins of blood and lightning. The mont it struck, the world seed to stop breathing.
The spear detonated with a roar that split sea and sky alike. A tidal wave of blood-soaked light erupted outward, tearing through the center of the flock. Dozens of crow demons were impaled instantly, their bodies bursting into chunks of shadow and gore. The shockwave rippled outward in concentric rings, shredding wings, snapping spines, and scattering survivors like rag dolls.
The night was lit by carnage. Feathers rained in an endless storm, black silhouettes plumting one after another as the flock’s perfect formation collapsed into chaos. The very winds they commanded buckled, breaking apart into scattered gales that slamd harmlessly into the forest and sea.
From beneath the water, the rfolk trembled, their glowing eyes wide as they watched a nightmare turned spectacle.
"He is a God! He is our God!"
Erin’s serpentine body arched, her lips curling into a wicked grin as her voice carried in a hiss. "Magnificent, my Lord... drown them all in your blood."
High above, Damon hovered amidst the ruin, his wings unfurled like a god of slaughter. His crimson aura roared so fiercely that it rivaled the entire murder’s presence. His smile was sharp, savage, satisfied.
The system notifications were going crazy. He could feel the stats pouring into him. But the fight wasn’t over.
Even as endless blood essence flowed into him from all the dead and injured crows, the night sky did not quiet.
The murder shrieked louder, the sound splitting the heavens. From within the chaos, shapes far larger than the rest spread their wings. Three titans broke free from the swirling black storm, crow demons easily twice the size of their kin. Their eyes burned brighter than the others, molten gold streaking through the crimson.
[Ding! Hostile detected – Crow Demon Commander (Level 155).]
[Ding! Hostile detected – Crow Demon Commander (Level 152).]
[Ding! Hostile detected – Crow Demon Commander (Level 150).]
The surviving flock circled around them like an army regrouping behind its generals. The night that Damon had just torn apart was once again reforged into a monstrous spiral of wings and hate. The commanders screeched in unison, their voices carrying authority that whipped the survivors into a frenzy.
Below, the rfolk shuddered. Even behind their do, their tails thrashed, tridents trembling in their hands.
Damon only spread his wings wider, blood essence roaring around him like a typhoon. His veins glowed crimson, his body practically vibrating with raw power as he absorbed the essence of every slain crow.
"Good," he muttered, raising a hand as a new weapon began to form, veins of blood and lightning crackling together. "If the rest were just warm-up... then you three will be my real al tonight."
The storm above boiled with fury as the three commanders descended, their wings beating with such force that the very sea below heaved and cracked apart in towering waves.
The first commander dove. Its body beca a streak of midnight wind, talons glowing erald as it struck with enough force to split the lagoon in two. Damon vanished in a blur of shadow, reappearing above the beast with his claws already arcing downward.
The clash cracked the heavens. The crow scread, its claws shattering, its body spinning violently as black feathers and blood rained into the sea.
The second commander reacted instantly, wings spreading wide to conjure a wall of compressed gales. Blades of air thousands of ters long hurtled toward Damon, splitting trees, shattering coral towers, and ripping deep scars across the land.
The blades howled through the night, a storm of guillotines ant to cleave Damon into ribbons. The air itself scread as the gale closed in, pressure so sharp it could flay flesh from bone.
But Damon didn’t flinch. His body dissolved into a surge of shadows, scattering like smoke across the sky. The storm passed harmlessly through him, tearing apart the clouds behind. In the next instant, the shadows converged atop the commander’s back.
Damon reford with a savage grin, his hand already wreathed in crimson fla. He drove it straight into the crow’s spine, blood and lightning bursting from his palm in a blinding explosion. The demon shrieked, plumting like a falling star as its charred body smashed into the forest, toppling trees in a cascade of splinters.
The third commander bellowed in fury, its molten-gold eyes blazing as it called the survivors. Hundreds of lesser crows spiraled toward Damon, their formation tightening into a vortex of wings and talons.
The commander’s aura wrapped around them, wind compressing into a singularity of cutting force. It was no longer a flock, it was a living weapon, a black cyclone aid to consu him whole.
From beneath the waves, the rfolk gasped, their shield trembling as the sea itself bucked against the storm. "It’s impossible..." one whispered. "Not even the Tides could stop such a strike..."
Damon only laughed. His wings spread wide, blood essence flooding into the night like a second sky. Crimson veins etched themselves across the clouds, lightning dancing through them.
He raised both arms, and behind him ford not spears, but a storm of weapons, lances, blades, chains, each one dripping with poisonous light.
"Let’s see whose storm devours who."
With a single sweep of his hand, Damon unleashed the Blood Tempest. The weapons tore forward in a spiraling maelstrom, colliding with the black cyclone in a cataclysmic clash.
The sky convulsed, the clash tearing open the clouds, blood-red lightning streaking across the heavens as though the world itself was breaking apart.
For a mont, neither force yielded. Wind scread, blood roared, and the very sea heaved upward in walls of foam.
Then the Blood Tempest exploded outward, swallowing the cyclone whole. Crimson chains ripped crows apart, spears impaled their shrieking bodies, and blades shredded wings and bone alike. The night turned into a rain of gore, black feathers burning as they fell like ash.
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