350 Turning tides

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The dense forest around them seemed to pulse with life as Rex, his robes torn and dirtied, continued facing off against the two demonic humans…

-Ooooooooooooong!

They stood amidst the old trees, their forms cloaked in shadows that seemed to twist and writhe with malevolent energy. The newly awakened Saintess, Cathy, lay unconscious nearby, her chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm.

-Booooooooom!

The demonic humans moved with an unnatural grace, their movements fluid and sinuous unlike the mad nature of the usual demonic humans that only had partial control over their bodies. 

Dark tendrils of energy snaked from their fingertips, leaving a trail of decay in their wake caused by the demonic energy that, by nature, opposed everything that belonged to nature. 

-Ooooooooooooooooong!