As Auris retracted his icy claw from the fallen demon, a hushed silence enveloped the battlefield, punctured only by the fading groans of the defeated.
The remaining demons stared in disbelief at the swift and brutal efficiency with which their comrade had been dispatched. Their faces, usually twisted in snarls of aggression, now mirrored the shock and fear that rippled through their ranks.
"Did you see that? He killed Gorthak with one strike!" one demon whispered to another, his voice trembling as he pointed at the motionless body of their fallen comrade.
"It must be a coincidence," another demon retorted, unwilling to accept the terrifying prowess displayed by Auris. "Gorthak must have let his guard down. That's all."
