Waking Up

The battle escalated insanely fast, and soon enough, nothing remained of David's army besides himself and the Death Knight.

The demon had also paid the price, losing an arm to the Death Knight's halberd, but the wound had almost instantly closed. It only slowed down his pace of attack, though.

They kept fighting for two minutes in this fashion until the demonized Alexander managed to get a hold of the Death Knight's armour and threw him away like a rag doll.

And in a single motion, he spun around toward David and stabbed at his throat with his clawed hand. David had to jump back to avoid the attack, but he knew it wasn't fast enough.

'Shit!' he cursed mentally.

The jump back would keep him from dying instantly, but he knew the wound would still be considerable.

But just as the claw nicked his throat, the forward motion of the demon's arm stopped.