"I was just getting started, don't say you are done!"
Said Crulior as he removed the Rapier stuck in his shoulder. He was almost casual with blood flowing through a horrible gash on his shoulder like he was not concerned at all. For a demon like him, it was nothing but a mere scratch.
On the side, Nuve was lying down holding his stomach as he couldn't stand after such injuries. He was bending over, trying to feel his body again but all he could feel was pain. He never realized that he was so weak compared to other beings, first that Arachnid army now this horrible demon. It was almost like fate was playing a joke on his helplessness as always.
He tried to contact Nuve but unlike before this time, he was not even able to talk with him. He remembered what he had said to him last time, that he had lost his right to come to this place and looked like he was serious. But if he is not going to help out, he was sure that they were all going to DIE.