Gale's gaze locked onto the demon with an intensity that seemed to cut through the air like a blade. His emerald eyes glinted with a sharpness that promised pain. ''Your strength isn't as bad as I expected,'' he said, his voice calm but laced with disdain. ''But you lack years of experience.''
Before Kate could respond, Gale surged forward. With the force of a battering ram, he slammed his head against hers. The impact resounded like a thunderclap, the crack echoing across the battlefield. The blow left Kate momentarily stunned, her vision swimming as she stumbled back.
Seizing the moment, Gale unleashed a devastating punch. The sheer power of it reverberated through the air, and with a deafening boom, Kate was sent hurtling backward. Black blood splattered from her mouth as her body was thrown like a ragdoll. She twisted midair, opening her leathery wings in a desperate bid for stability. With a few powerful flaps, she righted herself, hovering in the sky.
