Final stage. The fourth and last rule of this Demon, Selgaath.
Now that we're at this stage… the battle should be resolved very soon.
Contrary to before when Selgaath's defense was nearly impenetrable, during this stage, each strike we deliver would deal a ton of damage.
But in exchange for the loss of toughness, his speed would double.
Yes, you heard me right. Doubled.
We watched as his body began to slim down and his height decreased until he was roughly the same height as me.
"Do you have no pride?" I asked, taunting it. "Why are you trying to look like us?"
"Look like you?" Selgaath said as his tentacles unraveled and returned to their winged form. Other than a few details such as his skin color being different, he looked like a human who had been altered here and there.
Gripping the root of the wings, he ripped them off without even a grunt. When the tentacular wings dropped to the floor with a—
Thud. Thud.
