Damons eyes widened. "So many strays are able to use demon fire? This has to be my lucky day!"
The handful of survivors stood defiant, their bodies wreathed in the sinister glow of demon fire. The reddish flames licked their skin, protecting them from Damon's poison mist and burning away the venom before it could root itself inside. Their snarls deepened, eyes glowing hotter, and the ground beneath their feet cracked as their demonic energy surged.
One of the demons roared and charged, its entire body bursting into an inferno, claws dragging molten trails through the air. Damon didn't move until the very last moment, then snapped his fingers. A crimson spike burst from the ground, colliding with the demon mid-lunge.
The demon immediately tried to block it with a fire armor, but it was futile. The attack power was far greater than it could handle, and it was simply ripped apart.
