A MISSION OF RECONCILIATION

“It is Mon…” Kurtz heard the Shaman spat hatefully as she stared at the battle in the distance.

“It is really him.” Kurtz thought in realization as he stared more intently at the Demon fighting all others, it was the same Demon who he had first spoke with on waking up in the demon world, the Demon called Mon.

Mon had no weapons in his hand and was surrounded by many other Demons brandishing different weapons but even still, his body moved like the wind avoiding every single strike of the attackers and every single strike of his palm sent a demon flying back.

Suddenly however, Mon did not avoid an attack as he grabbed into the large club swinging down into him and then with great strength, the club in his hand was crushed before he sent a powerful kick into the demon who went crashing into everyone behind him and soon a path had been cleared through the attackers.