Raegar watched as Selene seized the creature's throat, and with a surge of raw power, she tore its head free, casting it aside as its body crumpled. More Devils emerged, each more monstrous than the last, but she was untouchable.
His eyes blazed with exhilaration as the Demoness, a fierce mirror of his battle-hungry spirit, charged into the fray. A thrill surged through him, and a single thought roared in his mind. 'She's mine!'
Selene's strikes reverberated like thunder, each kill fueling her momentum. The battlefield became a graveyard of shattered fiends, their remains piling high as her Dark Aether pulsed stronger, a beacon of dread and dominance.
'Oh wow, she's strong,' he thought, smiling. 'Glad the Demoness is on my team.'
Just then, the remaining Devils dropped dead as Professor Morris ended the fight with a wave of her Aether. ''Selene Bloodrose, that was an impressive fight. Rest now while the others have their battles.''
