His eyes locked on the demon, determined not to let Kael become the target.
"No, it's me—the strongest," Jin shouted, stepping beside Edwin with both of his twin blades.
(What… no! I'm doing this for the future… you all are hopeless!) Elysia thought frantically.
Her plan—whatever desperate thread of foresight she was following—was slipping out of her control.
"Face me," Edwin demanded, lowering his stance and pointing his blade directly at the demon.
"But release them all. They are innocent and weak. Your fight is with me."
The demon's grin widened, cruel and amused.
BOOOOOMM!
In less than a second, he was gone from sight—a blur of dark movement faster than any human eye could follow.
Before anyone could react, the demon's fist crashed into Edwin's face with a sickening crack.
The sheer force of the punch sent shockwaves through the plaza.
Edwin's body flew backward like a ragdoll, slamming into a pile of broken stones with a heavy thud.
