The room was now filled with a sense of tension, as Judicator, the Fallen Angel, began to close the distance between it and Stark.
The two figures were facing one another, locked in a battle of wills, and perhaps soon, of physical prowess as well since they weren't that far from each other.
"Your destiny ends here, human, for I, one of the apostles of the 'Godless Demons' will erase your puny existence from this place!" its sword glew ten times as bright.
"Lots of talk for someone who is about to die," Stark smiled, activating [Domination] as well as he couldn't allow himself to be overpowered before activating his skill, that boss seemed extremely powerful.
"Let us see, then…" it's pitch black eyes began glowing with a golden light that almost felt like it was sucking up the atmosphere of the chamber.
Then…
~FLAP, FLAP~
