Inside a battle Ring covered from all sides, three tall demons could be seen surrounding a shorter Demon with a wolf head.
The dark hairless demon with triangular ears and big eyes swung his Axe at him; It moved toward Amon, carrying a storm with him.
'Whoosh,' Amon's body blurred as he took a sidestep and dodged the attack.
'Smack,' His kick landed on the Imp's chest, throwing him back.
The next moment, he ducked and dodged the attack from the horizontal mace strike of one of the homo-Goblins. The other attacked him, activating his tattoo marks.
Amon took a small breath, covered his feet in Aura, and dodged it by moving at a swift pace. His sword left its sheath and approached the opponent.
A blue-colored layer of Aura appeared on it as it tore through the air and slashed the opponent's right hand.
'Drop'
'Arghhhh,' The Demon cried in Agony as his hand fell, the blood sprinkled out of his hand as he moved back.
'Krrr' The Imp beat his wings rapidly and approached Amon, his Axe covered in a blood Red glow.
'Slice', He succeeded in landing a swift strike.
'Arghh,' Amon groaned in pain. However, most of the damage was stopped by his Armor. He swung his sword and separated the head of the Imp, looking at him with a sadistic smile.
He took a small breath and saw a mace coming at him from the back, he dodged it, but at the same time, a kick landed on his back and made him cough blood.
Amon moved back, maintaining the distance from the remaining two opponents; one was looking at him with hate. His severed hand leaked green blood constantly.
Others looked at the corpse of the Imp with fearful expressions on their face. However, it changed to a cruel one when he looked at the injured state of Amon.
Amon acted like he was injured, his feet shaking constantly. He inhaled and exhaled in cycles, recovering his Prana and wounds simultaneously.
The remaining two opponents released a battle cry and approached him to finish him off the moment he saw them approaching him at full speed.
He took an attacking stance, his eyes closed for a moment as he focused and took a deep breath.
The next moment blue Aura surrounded his whole body; his feet left the ground as his body flashed in the air.
His sword unsheathed itself, covered in Aura; His eyes shone Blue as he watched each of their movements clearly at fast speed.
'Swish,' He went past them at a speed that gave them not even a moment to react; their heads fell on the ground the next moment.
Amon didn't stop there he turned and searched for the whole battle ring. However, he was not able to detect Kale.
"Are you looking for me? Sssqueak" A voice appeared in the sky.
He raised his head, and what he saw made his eyes widen in surprise; he saw Kael flying in the air.
"Hehe." Approaching him, he said, "I never told you, but I can actually use Magic."
Amon looked at him and didn't know what to say; if he had helped him, it would have been way easier.
Another gate opened on the opposite side; he started approaching it, ignoring Kael.
"Ssss, So Bittter. Wait for me, Wolf Head. Sssqueakk!" came a voice; he soon saw a figure hovering in the air following him.
A bright, narrow path appeared before Amon when he came out; he followed it and soon appeared before another gate.
The soldier guarding it said, "This gate leads to the final Trial."
The gates behind him opened; Amon entered it and found himself in darkness. Everything around him was so dark that nothing was visible.
It was so silent that he could hear the sound of his own heart; it was then a small gust appeared behind him.
"Ahhh, Sssss. Help Me, Sssqueakk!", He moved back and used Prana Sense to sense the presence of someone.
Approaching it, he found the voice familiar; It was Kael. "Wolf head, where are you?"
Amon looked at the clumsy kael and decided to help him, "Quiet, just follow me."
He held his hand and started moving, "Thank You, Wolf Head; you are my good friend. Sssqueak!"
'Shh,' "Don't make any sound," said Amon as he kept walking.
He could hear the cold gusts passing from near them; sometimes, he felt they were being followed.
'Hee hee he,' Sounds of laughs appeared randomly.
"What is this, Sssqueak!" said Kael, holding Amon's hand tightly.
"Don't make any sound, just keep moving," said Amon as they moved.
"Die!!" A red light flashed before them, and a terrifying creature appeared. His hearbeat was raised, and he took out his sword.
"Mommy," Kael hid behind him.
The next moment nothing was visible; Amon looked around but could not sense anything; he was confused.
He comforted the scared mouse behind him, and they kept moving; sounds of crying and laughing became common.
They had to cover their ears because of them, from time to time, strange, scary creatures appeared before them or on the ground.
Their hearts were in a competition of their own; who could beat faster? Kael was winning this one easily.
This place looked endless; Amon kept walking near the wall and tried to escape it.
It was as if only one hour had passed or as if multiple days had passed; the concept of time looked unfamiliar here. However, they kept walking, and a light became visible to them.
Amon and Kael kept approaching it; the closer they went the farther it looked. All their efforts looked hopeless, but he didn't lose hope and kept moving forward.
Finally, they reached the light. It was another gate, an exit; they appeared outside as they passed through it.
"Yipeeee," said Kael as he moved out, but he had to close his eyes the next moment. He was blinded for a moment.
The same happened with Amon; when he opened his eyes, he saw that there was a group of people already present there.
He saw familiar faces there; He saw Dark Elves and the members of the Coiledviper Family. Everyone was looking at him and Kael.
Amon stood there with Kael when he saw that others were not interested in talking with them; they were busy talking with their own friend circle.