A losing battle

Ethan gritted his teeth, forcing himself to ignore the sharp sting of pain radiating from his arm. This wasn't a battle he could afford to get caught in. The hulking demon was faster than before, stronger, and worst of all—it was relentless.

His summons were still materializing, but he knew they wouldn't last long against this thing. Not in a direct fight. What was he going to do now? Was he going to run again?

The demon snarled, its red eyes gleaming with sadistic satisfaction as it rushed at him again, claws raised to cleave him in half. Three insectoids blocked its path but their attacks could only barely hold the demon back. 

They were all F- grade nobodies while the demon was solidly in the next rank. It showed. Everything about the damn thing was superior and to top it, it was also using some berserk magic skill.