Faced with the Flame Demon Commander, advancing with the inferno of Hell like a volcanic eruption, Duke did not retreat an inch.
The Wind Wings vibrated at high frequency, pushing his speed to the limit in an instant, his figure trailing a shadow, carving a strange arc as he maneuvered to the side of the demon.
"Roar!!!"
The Flame Demon Commander Bal emitted a deafening roar, seemingly bulky yet reacting with astonishing speed.
The burning giant sword did not pursue Duke's elusive figure but instead, with agility unfit for its size, plunged into the ground beneath it.
With the sword as the center, the dark red, crack-laden lava ground spread instantly like a living creature, covering half of the arena.
Scorching magma gushed from the cracks, forming a seething lava field, emitting terrifying heat and sulfurous toxic gas.
