Astaroth looked on in awe as the Baron struck the shadow creature with his mace, shaving off chunks of the entity's health. Where he could not even scratch it, the Baron was now beating it half to death.
Astaroth took the role of support in this fight, knocking away incoming attacks, to ensure the Baron could keep wailing on it. The fight was over in a matter of minutes, as the shadow had almost fully dissolved.
It shrieked a last time, shouting out an empty threat as it disappeared.
"You mortals are only delaying the inevitable! The king will reign once more on these lands, sooner or later!"
Baron Duncan struck his mace into the shadow's remaining cluster, disintegrating it.
"Then I will wait for him."
Astaroth slowly clapped at his reply, eliciting an angry stare from the man. He was obviously still mad at Astaroth for exposing his wife's breasts like a savage.
Astaroth raised his hands in a sign of peace, smiling.
