Resting in a secluded clearing, Marcus, Kingyu, and Pii took a moment to collect themselves after the fierce battle with the monstrous wyvern-like Demon Monarch. Dust settled around them as they caught their breath, the atmosphere charged with the energy of their recent triumph.
Kingyu, his voice filled with awe, broke the silence. "Marcus, that was insane! You totally wrecked that demon! I've never seen someone with such incredible power. By the way, I'm Kingyu. Who are you?"
Marcus flashed a confident grin, his demeanor relaxed yet exuding an air of strength. "Hey there, Kingyu. I'm Marcus, and let me tell you, that demon was no match for me. I've trained long and hard to master my skills. Just call me the 'Demon Slayer'."
Kingyu's eyes widened in astonishment. "The Demon Slayer? So, the stories are true! You must be the one who's been taking down demons left and right. Our village needs someone like you. Will you join us in our fight against these monstrous creatures?"