Point-of-View: Inoka Fonseka
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Fuck! Fuck! Shit! Damn it!
This is really bad, I'm not sure how much longer I can keep this up! I'm sustaining severe damage, and while I am able to heal those injuries almost instantly, my Aura is getting used up way too quickly for my liking.
And I've barely put a dent in the number of Demons and Devils that showed up...I've weakened and killed several, but there's hundreds of them here! Damn it, this must be Satan's response to me killing Asmodeus.
He must have decided to kill me with disposable numbers instead of risking more of his most valuable subordinates. Quantity over quality...and it's working, these Demons are overwhelming me!
I sprang back as a Demon tore off my right arm, extending out a bone spike from my torso towards him, injecting him with light energy as the spike pierced his body, while I regrew my arm as quickly as possible.
