The twins burst forward at the same time.
"Alright!" Rynor shouted. "Let's see how demons taste getting hit!"
Several demons snarled and rushed to meet them.
Claws swung. Dark energy burst forward.
One demon roared and slammed its fist down, releasing [Demonic Shockwave].
Rynor crossed his arms and skidded back a few steps, boots carving lines into the ground.
Sparks flew, but he stayed on his feet.
"Huh," Rynor said, shaking his arms. "That one actually stings."
Rynar spun beside him, flames wrapping around his fists.
He punched straight through another demon's guard.
The demon flew back, crashing into broken stone, but it rolled over and stood up again, chest scorched but eyes still burning.
Rynar whistled. "Wow. Didn't break."
Rynor grinned wider. "Good. I hate fragile toys."
The demons stared at them in shock.
"How are humans blocking our attacks?"
One demon lunged low, claws aiming for Rynor's legs.
Rynor jumped, lightning exploding under his feet. "Too slow!"
