As the battle wore on, Marcus could feel his muscles ache and his breath grow ragged. The wounds on his body throbbed with each movement, a testament to the ferocity of the fight. Yet, a fire burned within him, a relentless determination that refused to be extinguished.
With a surge of adrenaline, Marcus mustered all his strength for one final assault. He unleashed a flurry of strikes, his weapon moving with blinding speed and unwavering precision. The Demon God's defenses wavered, his arrogance momentarily shaken.
"You underestimate the power of humanity's will," Marcus growled, his voice filled with unwavering conviction. "We will not be cowed by your tyranny. We fight for a future where freedom and justice prevail!"