Training In Hell II

"Oops," Leana muttered as her elbow connected with a demon's skull, shattering it instantly.

She sighed as she glanced around at the ash-covered battlefield. "That's thirty-three. I need to tone it down."

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The battlefield was littered with the remnants of ash and the faint smell of sulfur and blood, evidence of the group's grueling battle.

Damon, Anaya, and Daveon stood side by side, their breaths heavy but their spirits high.

One by one, they had methodically taken down the demons that had surrounded them, their strategies and teamwork proving increasingly effective with each encounter.

Now, only one demon remained—a hulking Grade Six creature with jagged horns and glowing eyes. It snarled at Miss Leana, who stood calmly before it, arms crossed.

"Well," she began, her tone light. "I suppose this is the last one. Let's make it interesting."

Her wards turned to her, curiosity gleaming in their eyes.