Rakahn stood alone against five Constant Scourges, his glowing yellow eyes shining with a fierce intensity. He charged toward his first target, khopeshes gripped tightly in his hands. Their blackened blades pulsed with newfound energy, a reflection of their recent evolution. Rakahn himself had just transcended his limits, becoming a demon. Yet even that wasn't enough to face opponents ranked far above him.
The first Scourge attacked without hesitation, swinging a massive spiked ball attached to a chain. The weapon whirled through the air, aimed directly at Rakahn. He pivoted, narrowly avoiding a blow that could have crushed him. His khopeshes responded instinctively, deflecting a second assault.
