[Demon's Ultimatum]
He had done the unthinkable—sacrificed the very core of his existence to unlock this infernal form. Not just metaphorically, but truly, literally. His life essence burned with every passing second, steadily consumed like candle wax on the brink of collapse. But it didn't matter. Not now. Not if he could finish Alex before the toll claimed him.
This was Malik's ultimatum.
His final, blazing gamble.
His white-hot gaze locked onto the only person that mattered now. Alex. The man who had danced through fire, laughed in the face of pressure, and parried every blow with infuriating calm.
The air quivered as Malik stepped forward.
Reality warped.
Boiled.
