After the Gravisk demon's presence had completely disappeared, Victor stood in the center of the chamber breathing heavily.
Victor's sword pommel had stopped glowing and his hair had grown a little longer, plus more wrinkles had appeared on his forehead thanks to the use of black magic.
"THAT'S IT! WE DID IT!!!" Pyaxu roared loudly, raising both arms in celebration.
For his part, Riggilo, the cleric, finally let his fatigue take over and the sacred barrier fell.
However, Orie was there to help Riggilo, preventing him from falling to the ground. He offered support on his shoulders, and the cleric gladly accepted with a smile of conquest.
Elban was the first to get close to Victor. The expression on his face was one of pure pride and satisfaction.
"You've done what seemed impossible, Victor. You defeated Gravisk. This demon has terrorized these lands for so long."
