Senjar moved skillfully and dodged the demonic sword of one of the demonic humans in gray robes who had developed a horn in the middle of his forehead.
The other four demonic humans lay dead around him, some decapitated by Senjar's swift fist, others their rib cages and abdomens reduced to a mass of shredded flesh with a single kick.
The demonic human's teeth chattered; it was clear he was scared. Nothing turned out as they had imagined when they saw Senjar without an arm.
Senjar's experience, skill, and difference in power overwhelmed the demonic humans, whose power had only risen violently and unsteadily.
"I won't die alone!" exclaimed the demonic human, leaping toward the students.
The demonic human planned to burn the mana and demonic energy in his body to die alongside the students of Danteriar Academy.
Senjar, with a calm look on his face, concentrated demonic energy in his left fist, stood firmly, and the ground beneath his feet cracked slightly.
Bang!
