Demon King Balam (2)

Everything about Balam had changed, from his appearance down to the fierce aura he ess exuding, Raith could feel his throat go dry as he stood before this new form of Balam.

Balam's hardened skill glistened with malevolence adorned with intricate, fiery runes that pulsed with the power of hell.

Tssss

Raith exuded a slow breath and held his sword, immersing himself in the moment. Balam before now has not even been an easy foe, however, he revealed his true form— things just got very worse.

He was going to give it his all too, taking advantage of every skill, every power at his disposal to make sure he escorts Balam to the end of his life.

As their clash began again, Balam unleashed a deafening roar, shattering the ground beneath him. He extended his clawed hands, unleashing a barrage of infernal projectiles. The projectiles soared through the air, leaving trails of searing red flames in their wake, intent on reducing Raith to ash.