The battle between Onyok and the Greater Demon raged on, and despite the demon's ferocity, he had yet to land a single wound on Onyok. Frustration gnawed at him, the realization that his attacks were futile against this opponent beginning to wear him down.
Even with his best efforts to block and dodge, he was struggling to keep up with Onyok and his two clones.
'This can't be happening... there's no way I'm losing to this slave!'
The demon's thoughts raced as he desperately tried to stay in the fight. His bloodied lips curled into a sneer as a twisted plan began to form in his mind.
'There's no other way. I need to use my last ace before I'm finished here.'
Seeing no other choice, the Greater Demon suddenly stopped in his tracks and retreated several steps from Onyok. His hand moved swiftly to his pocket, pulling out a small black orb. Holding it between his fingers, he flashed a cunning smile at Onyok, who was cautiously watching his every move.