The Demon King's Gambit
The battlefield was swallowed by darkness.
Jajwok stood his ground as the abyssal energy surged around him, a tidal wave of malevolent power crashing down with the weight of a thousand souls. His golden aura flared in response, the light battling against the shadows, each force vying for dominance.
The Demon King loomed before him, his jagged black armor blending into the void. His crimson eyes glowed like molten coals, watching Jajwok with something between amusement and curiosity.
"You continue to surprise me," the dark ruler mused. "But light alone is not enough to defy the abyss."
Jajwok gritted his teeth. Then I'll make it enough.
He lunged.
