One landed a heavy blow on my shoulder, tearing through fabric and skin.
The pain was immediate and intense, but I gritted my teeth and pushed through it, refusing to give in.
"Doru, Dante, cover me!" I shouted over the roar of the battle.
Without missing a beat, Doru was at my side, his martial arts skills were a blur as he fended off the attacking demons.
Dante, meanwhile, began chanting a healing spell, his hands glowed with a soft, soothing light as he targeted my injury.
The energy washed over me, dulling the pain and slowly mending the torn flesh.
I couldn't help but release a sigh of relief, my body was sagging slightly as the intense pain subsided.
But we didn't have time to rest. The demons were relentless, their numbers seemingly endless, and I had my hope to meet Hector here.
With a shared glance, we knew we had to change our strategy.
