"Arghuooo!!" the demon roared, hurling itself at Ariana.
The silver-haired fighter smirked, slipping under its claw and slamming her shoulder into its chest.
The impact cracked like thunder. The beast stumbled back, claws scraping against the stone floor as it fought to steady itself—but Ariana gave it no chance.
With a savage swing, she brought her mace crashing down onto its skull.
SQUASH
The head exploded under the blow, a spray of black gore splattering across the ground. Its body crumpled like wet clay, bones snapping, muscles tearing, and flesh spreading across the floor in a pulpy mess.
The stench of blood and rot filled the air, enough to send any civilian retching. But Ariana, a former Warden, stood firm, eyes cold and unshaken.
The sound of bones crunching had barely faded when another twisted figure lunged at her, snarling like a rabid beast. Its eyes glowed red, its mouth dripping black saliva as it swung wildly with clawed hands.
