Ritual Of The Old

The chamber erupted into chaos.

A few demons bolted for the exit, realizing this was a fight they couldn't win.

Others reached for weapons, drawing curved daggers and enchanted blades.

Rem welcomed it.

The first to attack was fast, twin blades flashing as he lunged.

But Rem sidestepped effortlessly, catching the demon's wrist mid-strike before twisting — hard. A sharp crack filled the room as the creature howled, his arm bending unnaturally.

Before the demon could even react, Rem brought his knee up, shattering his ribs with a single blow.

He finished him with a palm strike to the skull, sending the demon crumpling to the floor.

Another came at him from behind, attempting to drive a dagger into his spine.

Rem pivoted smoothly, grabbing the assailant by the throat. He squeezed, and with a sickening pop, the demon's neck snapped.

Panic spread through the remaining demons.

This wasn't a battle. This was a slaughter.