Asmodeus swung his axe, the force creating a squall of sharp air that tore through each monster's flesh. The attack killed three monsters, allowing him to breathe and recover. He narrowed his eyes and stepped forward to follow up, his blood magic forming sharp spikes that impaled the twisted creatures.
[They're endless!]
Serena complained, while he agreed with her but couldn't ignore them.
'Tell me about it...'
The sound of clashing blades and the low pop of magic reverberated around him as the human and demon knights fought off the twisted ghouls.
He flicked his wrist, spraying blood across the dirt while silently chanting new spells. The crimson liquid rose in response to his command, forming into a dozen small blades that shot towards the creatures. They tore through flesh and bone, killing several monsters.
However, the larger ones shrugged off the damage, grabbing their brethren and using their corpses to heal.
"Damn, that's disgusting."
