Damon's body broke several trees but he was fine. He held Abellona in his hands, feeling her deep breaths as she tried to regain control of her stiff body.
He had a few bruises but had survived. With their location revealed, Damon didn't need to hold back his shadow perception. He spread his awareness through the shadows, sensing the moving figures of lesser demons rushing through the forest in his direction.
He stood up, forcing himself to shake off the damage he had taken.
Abellona took a deep breath, holding her head. She had taken the brute force of whatever that magic barrier was.
It was rune magic combined with normal magic. Damon couldn't even imagine how much understanding over rune magic Ashcroft had. This particular brand of magic was created by the unknown god. Why would he think Ashcroft didn't have mastery of it?
'Next I'm going to learn he has a system too…'
He spat out blood to the side to push out the bad luck.
'I better not jinx myself.'
