The Last Floor

Clank...

My Authority's blade met with the Demon's scythe, creating a shower of sparks.

My hands threatened to give out under the pressure but I refused to let go of my sword.

'Just a few more...'

I urged my aching limbs, deflecting another attack sent by the Demon.

Clank...

The edges of our weapons created Mana ripples that crackled through the air, amplifying the intensity of our clash.

My eyes met with the Demon's icy ones, making a shiver race down my spine.

The creature was enjoying the fight.

It seems it was already well aware of what the result of this battle will be.

'Overconfident bastard...'

Leaning forward, I extended my empty hand forward, making the Demon chuckle.

"What? Are you trying to harm me with a palm? At least try to form a fist!"

It snickered, watching as my palm approached its abdomen, however, this was a critical mistake.

'Aura Blade...'