The orcs were horrified at what they witnessed.
It was so anticlimactic!
That knight was an expert! He was a strong and powerful knight that had enough pressure to make a level thirty warrior step back!
But he rushed and was easily devoured by the dark creature.
No bright lights were remaining as the darkness consumed it. The form of the horned demon emerged once more.
"How futile! You might have defeated me before, but I ate the Blood Calamity and had resistance to your Holy power! Me! Cracky Batcheeks! The Naked Offender!" Kyros laughed.
"Really? You're overcompensating by repeating the Naked Offender." Calaminus shook his head. He was near a certain mage, a hundred meters from where Kyros was standing.
"As long as this works, I don't care." Kyros was slowly allowing the darkness to heal him. Then, with the last slash, he released the Force that was trying to breach the curse.
