The demons spread out like birds in the sky. Their numbers increasing every second that past. However, the blade in Zeke's hands was like a death strike every time they saw a streak of silvery slash appearing here and there, and always within the areas where the number of demons were most dense. As such, it created such a stimulating scene in the sky where the silver contrasted so glaringly with the blackened areas swarming with demons.
Everyone watching from below were anxiously holding their breaths as they could do nothing but just watch on as Zeke attacked the vortex ferociously. Would he even stand a chance against this horde? They seem to be spawning from the depths of the vortex without an end in sight. There were just too many of them!
