Hellish Chase

Before he could jump back, the minotaur instantly lifted its greatsword, swinging it towards him with a length that allowed its edge to sweep across the entirety of the room almost–bisecting the spear-armed demon that entered as well.

SLAM.

It was the final straw that broke the camel's back; the minotaur's weapon crashed against the barrier, finally prompting the barely-held wall to shatter.

From all sides now, dozens of demons closed in all–bearing their weapons, their fangs, and their immeasurable thirst for violence as some laughed, some roared, and some simply smiled in delight at finally being able to get their hands on him.

–But, amidst the impossibly dreadful situation, closed in by a horde of hellborne fiends, he was ready.

A dark aura hummed around his daggers as his emerald eyes took to a focused dim.

"Parade of Death."

[Spirit: -1000 | 2400/3700]