To make matters worse, the wingtips were long claws that the Demon kept ready to slash in the case the Emperor Beast tried to attack him from the sides. The two warriors had yet to perform a single attack but the Roc was already losing.
Asa kept retreating and Locrias kept advancing, but soon the Roc's back would reach the wall. When that happened, the fight would end. Emperor Beasts were used to overpowering smaller opponents by exploiting their raw strength and speed.
Yet the Demon in front of her was capable of following her every move with his six eyes and Asa's simple attack patterns were like child's play compared to Locrias' swordsmanship.
The Roc's instinct told her that if she let the fight come down to close-quarters, she would die. The feral wings, the cruel blade, the hunger that the body made of darkness exuded, everything in the Demon seemed to have been made to kill.
