Ashton stood over the fallen Deacon, a victorious grin on his face. The Deacon, on the ground, pointed towards his humanoid creatures, commanding them to attack.
"My children, attack the one standing before you. Show him the true power of my creations!"
With a wave of his hand, the creatures lunged forward, snarling and snapping their jaws.
"Is that all you've got?" Ashton replied, looking at the creatures. "Pity..."
"You cannot defeat them all, Reaper. My army is too powerful for you to handle-"
"Watch me," Ashton replied, his smile never leaving his face.
He snapped his fingers, and his summoned soldiers immediately appeared, weapons ready. They charged towards the creatures with fierce determination, cutting through them like a hot knife through butter.
