Standing over the crumbling body of the Demon, I found myself gazing out at Damien with a mixture of disbelief and awe. The scene was surreal—the shattered remains of an ancient evil at our feet, the air still heavy with the acrid scent of magic and battle. The sun dipped toward the horizon, casting long shadows that danced across the scarred landscape.
"Did you truly vanquish this Demon?" I asked, my voice a mixture of astonishment and curiosity, my eyes fixed on the destruction that surrounded us. The fact that a Demon, a creature long believed to be invincible, lay broken before us was almost too much to comprehend.
As the rays of the setting sun cast an otherworldly glow upon the remnants of the battlefield, I continued, my fascination driving me to seek answers. "It's honestly astonishing, considering there's no trace of such an achievement anywhere in history," I said, my words punctuated by the distant rumble of crumbling stone.
