Squid-Face

Michael dexterously avoids the first green projectile, his enhanced agility allowing him to barely manoeuvre around it as it attempts to follow him, only to slam into the floor.

*COOOSH!*

Liquid green flames flood out as the projectile collides with the floor, covering the majority of the roof with green napalm-like fire. Michael Blinks away to another roof and uses Counter Spell to block the next projectile, causing it to shoot back at its master due to the barriers redirection effect...

The winged demon easily catches it however, crushing it in its hand and throwing it back, hitting the roof Michael was standing on. That should've been it, but the green fire suddenly stood, drawing in stone rubble into itself to reveal its true body. Made of green fire and rock as it charges after Michael with a soundless roar.

*SMASH!*

Its fiery fist drops down atop him, but he Blink Strikes behind him and slams Derflinger into it, using [Glaives of Wisdom] and [Mana Break] to enhance his attack... Only for Derflinger to let out a muffled scream as the golem's flaming body licks at the sentient sword. The attack carves a good chunk of rock from it, but it isn't nearly enough to kill it.

Shaking his head, Michael Blinks away and thrusts his hand at the winged demon as it prepares another spell, casting [Spell Steal].

*Pring!*

A magic orb is pulled from the demon and shoots into Michael's chest, granting him everything he needs to use its magic... "Right back at you goat-face! Infernal!" he shouts, causing a small green meteor to drop from the sky on top of the demon, crashing into it and revealing yet another Infernal golem, which raises its hands up to begin pounding on the demon.

*CRACKOW!*

*SHATTER!*

Michael's golem is blown into a million pieces as the winged demon raises its clawed hand, blasting a green projectile into it with the force of a high-powered missile.

"YOU WILL FAIL, MORTAL! FACE YOUR WRATH AT THE HANDS OF LANNATOTH!" it roars as Michael fires two Laguna Blades into the enemy Infernal, finally killing it.

"You're name is stupid! You and your parents should be ashamed!" he shouts his response, avoiding the huge blast of green fire that's shot at him afterwards.

Suddenly, one of the Lannatoth's horns is grabbed by Darth, the shadow hand wrenching its head to the side, unable to break its neck but managing to use leverage to cause a distraction.

Michael takes advantage of this, casting [Monolith Wards] and using [Spatial Strike] to absorb them for what he hoped to be a finishing blow. Derflinger glowed an ominous black with spatial ripples around it as Michael Blinks forwards, jumps up, and tries to slam his blade into the demon's forehead...

It blocks with glowing green arms, its thick armour screeching as the two forces meet. Derflinger slides through the demon's flesh, but once it meets its bones it meets massive resistance...

"NOT ENOUGH!" the demon shouts, throwing its arms out and launching Michael across the city from the sheer force of the attack.

*WOOOOSH!*

Michael barely keeps his grip on Derflinger as he tumbles through the air, somehow managing to use [Arctic Burn] despite his disorientation and quickly gliding in the opposite direction of the demon.

There was no point in having a slugging match with it while there was other EXP to gather. Once he was stronger he'd come back and curb stomp that piece of shit.

He flies for a couple miles but ends up attracting the attention of some flying demons, which he quickly begins fighting. Most of them die with a few slashes of Derflinger, but one puffs up as he approaches it, exploding as soon as Derflinger touches it, launching him through the air yet again... This time not giving him any chance to manoeuvre himself.

*CRAASH!*

His body slams into a building, going straight through the stone wall and landing on a large map that was placed on a circular table.

"Ugggggh, fuck..." he groans, well aware that he'd just broken three ribs. He wipes some burning green goo from his face and opens his eyes, only to find himself surrounded by blue-skinned men and women with glowing blue eyes and small tentacles hanging from their jaws. Each wielding crystal spears in his direction, ready to strike.

"Mme0-ghas0g-sae!" one asks, Michael not immediately understanding their language. But one thing was for sure, he definitely recognised their race... These were Draenei from Warcraft!

His blurry vision quickly clears and he slowly looks around, his eyes straying slightly too long on the exotic Draenei women. Was he a freak for wanting to have a round or two with them? Some people have alien fetishes, right? Does this count?

"SPEAK NOW! Are you one of them, stranger!? Must we put you down like our corrupted kin!?" the largest male in the room asks, his height looking around 7ft with huge muscles to match.

"... I'm not a demon, if that's what you're asking..." he says after a moment, causing everyone to breathe a sigh of relief in response. Though, he could see some were still wary of him, probably because of his mask... Or maybe because of his voice and height? The only person his physique matched would be the Draenei females... Which is kind of embarrassing.

"You are against the invaders, correct?" a female asks and Michael nods, "Then you must come with us! We have to reach the Seat of the Triumvirate and seek help from our leaders!"

"This place is no longer safe. The breach in the wall must have allowed the invaders to catch our scent..."

Michael lets out a huff as he slowly gets to his feet, not having to use Restoration magic on himself as a Draenei female waves golden glowing hands across him, quickly healing him up.

"Er, who are y-the leaders again?..." he asks, wondering just what these people were aiming for.

"That landing must have knocked your senses out, our leaders are the Prophet Velen, Kil'jaeden the Wise, and the Master of the Augari, Archimonde. If we are to have any hope, we must find them and seek their protection!"

...

Michael palms his face, knowing full well the state Kil'jaeden and Archimonde are in right now. The two having betrayed their race and joined the Burning Legion. Not that he could tell these people that, not yet at least.