This was destined to be an unfair battle.
On one side, clad in impeccable attire, surrounded by Demon Worms like an army.
While on the other, half of his body was soaked in blood, standing was a struggle, it seemed less a fight and more a march to death.
Yet, against all odds, he stood resolutely, even attempting to stand as straight as a spear, as if to defy the throngs of the enemy.
Corey nodded slightly, both as a salute and an indication—let the game begin.
The commanded Demon Worms immediately swooped towards Ulu, nearly engulfing him in an instant, their number threatening to blot out the sun.
Left with no choice, Ulu snapped his fingers again, and the Demon Worms disintegrated into black dust, scattering downwards, but before hitting the ground, they reformed into new Demon Worms.
