Damien exhaled, stepping back from the demon's motionless body, his fingers tightening around his sword hilt. His wounds stung, and his muscles ached from the intensity of the battle, but it was over.
Or so he thought.
Then—
Brrrrrrr…
A low rumble echoed through the dungeon.
Damien's eyes snapped back to the demon.
The air around it distorted, waves of thick, dark mana pulsating from its collapsed form.
Krrrr…
A sharp crackling noise filled the chamber as the demon's golden eyes snapped open once more.
It wasn't dead.
Damien took an instinctive step back.
The demon's body began to rise, but it didn't stand normally. Its limbs twitched unnaturally, its spine bending at odd angles as it floated upward, darkness swirling around its form like living shadows.
Then—
Bwaaaaam!!
A new aura exploded outward, far stronger than before.
The pressure was imdiate.
Damien staggered, his breath hitching as the sheer force of the demon's presence crushed down on him. 'This… is different.'
The demon's previous power had been overwhelming, but this was sothing else entirely.
The air grew thick, as if it had turned into solid weight pressing against his chest.
Even his sword felt heavier in his grasp.
The demon, now fully standing, tilted its head toward him, golden eyes gleaming with eerie satisfaction.
"You almost had ," it murmured, its voice now deeper, more sinister.
Damien said nothing, but his mind raced.
If he continued fighting like before, he would die.
He needed to change the battlefield.
And for that—he needed help.
Damien lifted his hand, magic essence crackling around him as he called forth one of his newest summons. "Summon Skylar!"
A swirling and pulsating portal of pure blue magic essence ford beside him, its energy pulsing with raw power.
Then—a massive winged form erged from within the portal.
A Grade Four Shadowfang Wyvern. Damien's newest addition to his summons.
Skylar.
Kraaaaaaa!!
The wyvern let out an ear-piercing shriek, its obsidian-black scales reflecting the dim dungeon light.
Its glowing eyes locked onto the demon, a low, nacing growl vibrating through its throat.
The demon paused, its gaze shifting toward the wyvern.
"Oh?" it murmured, intrigued. "Now this is interesting."
Damien grinned despite the pain in his body.
"Let's see how well you adapt to sothing you've never fought before."
With a flick of his wrist, Damien gave Skylar the command.
"Attack."
The wyvern moved instantly, its large wings creating a burst of wind as it lunged at the demon.
Its razor-sharp fangs snapped forward, aiming to sink into the demon's flesh.
The demon dodged, but—
Skylar was faster than expected.
It twisted mid-air, using its massive tail to strike at the demon's side.
Booooom!!
The force sent the demon crashing into the dungeon wall, cracking the stone upon impact.
Damien took the opportunity, rushing in with his blade.
As the demon attempted to rise, he slashed downward, cutting into its chest.
Dark blood splattered across the ground.
But instead of roaring in pain, the demon grinned. "That felt great. Let's hope you feel the sa."
It reached out, grabbing Damien's wrist with inhuman speed.
The next mont, Damien was hurled across the dungeon, his body crashing into a pillar with a brutal impact.
Skylar shrieked in fury, launching another attack, but this ti, the demon was ready.
It dodged smoothly, then thrust its clawed hand forward—
A dark spear of energy shot out, piercing through Skylar's wing.
The wyvern roared in pain, stumbling backward.
Damien clenched his teeth.
Even with Skylar's overwhelming strength, this demon was still too much.
He needed sothing stronger.
And he had just the summon or rather summons for it.
With a sharp breath, Damien raised his hand again, summoning power surging through him like lightning. "Summon Fenrir."
The ground rumbled as another vortex of energy burst open beside him—this ti, filled with raw, untad ferocity even as the portal retained its natural blue colour. It was like the being Damien was summoning was influencing the portal itself.
From within the swirling blue portal, Damien's familiar massive wolf-like beast erged.
Fenrir.
The Grade Three Monstrous Wolf he'd grown accustod to, standing at nearly three ters tall, its fur white as snow and its eyes glowing dangerously with sheer dominance.
Unlike Skylar, who was still young and learning under Damien's control, Fenrir was already a powerhouse as it had spent quite a while with Damien.
A beast born to fight and even more importantly, to devour.
The dungeon shook as Fenrir let out a bone-chilling growl, its fangs bared as it locked onto the demon.
The demon froze, golden eyes narrowing slightly.
Damien smirked.
"You've been fighting this whole ti," he said, wiping the blood from his mouth. "Now let's see how you handle sothing at your level."
Fenrir pounced.
The mont Fenrir attacked, the battlefield shifted.
The demon, who had been dominating the fight, was now on the defensive.
Fenrir was just as fast as the demon, its movents fluid and precise.
Swoosh.
The demon dodged but Fenrir's claws dug into its scaled body regardless. This was enough to prove Fenrir was faster.
Booom!!
The demon was slamd into the walls of the dungeon from the attack, coughing up blood almost imdiately.
Frjrirdidnt give it space though.
It went after the demon almost instantly, ready to destroy it and devour it. It hungered for the core of such a powerful foe.
Booom!!
Each swipe of its claws sent waves of destructive energy, forcing the demon to block rather than counter.
Skylar, despite its injuries, recovered quickly and launched back into the fight, attacking from above.
The demon was now facing two powerful summons at once.
And for the first ti, the demon looked frustrated.
Damien didn't waste the opportunity.
While Fenrir and Skylar kept the demon occupied, Damien focused on his next move.
He gripped his sword tightly, mana surging through his body as he prepared for the final strike.
This battle wasn't just about survival anymore.
This was about winning.
And with Fenrir and Skylar by his side, he had no intention of losing.
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