The battle continued with unbridled ferocious as Damon drove his sword cleanly through the chest of his second demon, ending its life with precision.
He pulled his blade free, watching the creature slump lifelessly to the ground.
Thud!
The sound was nothing too loud but it sounded in the hearts of everyone present. Another demon was dead.
Turning his gaze to the last remaining demon, he lunged toward it, determined to claim the final kill.
But just as he reached the creature, Daveon darted in from the side, his twin daggers flashing in the harsh light as he struck at the demon first.
"Too slow, Damon," Daveon called out, his voice tinged with smugness.
Damon skidded to a halt, sheathing his sword with a growl of annoyance. "Fine. It's yours. Don't take too long, though."