Lin Feng pushed his battered body upright, every muscle screaming in protest. His draconic aura flickered and wavered, overtaxed from channeling such immense power. Cracks spread across his golden scales as the Demon General inexorably advanced.
"You were an entertaining plaything," the demon rumbled, his gravelly baritone laced with dark amusement. "But unfortunately, that's all you are."
He blitzed forward, closing the distance in the blink of an eye. Lin Feng barely had time to raise his guard before the demon's fist smashed into his solar plexus. All the air explosively vacated his lungs as he folded around the blow, spittle and bile splattering from his lips.
