The moment the battle signal sounded, Nate, Jay, Nerina, Aiden, Dana, and Lana launched forward, eyes gleaming with the thrill of battle and determination. Each of them commanded a combination of creation magic, the dark, fearsome powers inherited from their demonic heritage, and holy magic—a unique blend only bloodline of Lenny could command.
They were powerful, each at the Lesser Demon rank, with Nate leading at Rank 6 and Lana at Rank 3. Enel, standing at Rank 4, was both the youngest and, by all logic, the least experienced.
But Enel was far from ordinary. His memories of his past lives spent fighting in relentless wars had taught him harsh lessons, and he had long mastered the subtle but formidable art of rune control—a skill his siblings sorely lacked.
His gaze sharpened, his stance unyielding as the six stormed toward him.
Jay's voice rang out first, a mocking taunt as he swung his fist. "Are you going to run, little brother?"