Here it comes!
Kael gritted his teeth and raised his sword, adopting a firm stance. He didn't back down. He didn't look for an escape route. Instead of dodging, he aligned his body with the trajectory of the attack, as if he had already accepted the outcome.
Whoosh!
The air roared as the demon's sword descended. The weapon, engulfed in hellfire, seemed to carry the weight of a mountain. The pressure it generated distorted the surroundings, and the scorching heat made the space around it vibrate.
Kk—Crunch!
Crack!
The impact was brutal. The demon's sword hardened at the last moment and struck Kael directly. There was no deflection. There was no effective resistance. His body was slammed into the ground like a projectile, crashing violently.
Kael tensed every muscle, pushing his body to the limit to try to withstand the blow. His feet sank into the stone. Cracks spread beneath him, expanding in concentric circles. The pressure was too great.
The ground began to give way.
