The demon groaned in pain as he got up from the ground. He now had a large hole in his chest, and some light burns could be seen on his body, accompanied by a multitude of cuts and pieces of shrapnel that had gotten stuck in his body.
The demon had trouble moving, but he was still not dead. Wolf rose from the ground as well, he as well had burns on his body, but they were more intense compared to the ones the demon had.
Wolf took out his sword and readied for the fight, while the demon stared at him in anger as he clenched his axe. This was the first time that he had fought against a human on this planet. He had heard stories from his brethren about the species and their powers.
They were nothing special, nothing at all.
But the ones that led the humans, were different.
He couldn't even count the number of times he overheard other demons discussing how a group of humans killed a bunch of them or had taken down a base.
