Sera and Mr. Ziek looked between the horde of beasts and Damian, who had a wide grin on his face. They gritted their teeth, as they knew that if they didn't accept his help they would be wiped out by the monsters and demonic beasts. But they absolutely did not want to rely on the help of an obviously malevolent, pure blooded demon, something they would never do willingly....which is why Damian called the beasts in the first place.
"Fine demon, we will accept your help." Mr. Ziek said and Damian's grin widened. Another portal to his [Demonic Inventory] opened up, and out came a long sword, with a black hilt that looked like it was made from scales, with a red stone that had a thin black line in the middle that looked like the predatory iris of some beast. A thin band of black metal connected the hilt to the pure, broad silver blade. The entire sword was almost as tall as himself and blade almost as broad.
"Good, and my name is Damian by the way." He said and flew off the necrotic tree. He stood in between the angels and the abmonations.
"I'll take care of these two." He declared holding his blade over his shoulder.
"Hahaha, aren't pretty confident for a mere demon. You are no match for the two of us." Darren said scornfully and the Doom Fey cackled even more.
"Mere demon huh, I assure you, you have never met a demon of my calibre before." Damian said.
[Samson, you guys are free to engage.] Damian said to his second in command through [Telepathy]
"And you two should probably hurry before that horde of beasts get any closer to your precious city." He said, and the horde was indeed getting dangerously close. Sera snorted before both her and Mr. Ziek flew towards the horde, leaving Damian alone with Darren and the Doom Fey. Immediately, the Doom Fey conjured a orb of writhing darkness and threw it at him. He smirked as his blade was enveloped in hell flames and he swung it at the orb of darkness. A dense wave of dark red flames made contact with the orb of darkness. Both the attacks clashed midair and sparks flew everywhere as it looked like both light and darkness was fighting midair. The sparks of darkness turned everything it touched into dust and the hellfire simply turned them to ash making the area even more desolate.
Darren frowned when he saw this and opened the palm of his hand. A wave of pale yellow flames with spots of red was added to the mix, overwhelming the hell flames and forcing Damian to retreat. Damian used his blade to disperse the [Ether Blaze] and out of the flames came the Doom Fey and he quickly swung his blade, his acting it from head to toe, and he could feel the black blood hit cheek.
"Shit." He said, as the blood splashed in his cheek, but he quickly realized it was fake, he was very familiar with the scent and feel of blood after all. He felt something powerful hit him in the back, causing him to crash heavily into the ground. Darren opened the palm of his hand, sending an orb of ether flames towards him, and he quickly blocked it with his sword. A large explosion rocked the area, creating a huge crater and embers of pale yellow flames.
"Like I said, a mere demon." Darren snorted as Damian stood up in the crater and coughed up black blood. He could feel the [Death Affinity] coursing through his veins and he frowned in annoyance. Darren created more illusory clones of both him and the Doom Fey, and the Doom Fey clones flew towards him from different angles. Damian activated the [True Sight] trait, a trait that uses the [Demon Eyes] as a base and allowed him to see through illusions. He could tell which one was the real Fey and he could also tell that these illusion clones were more solid than the usual illusions, meaning they could interact with physical matter without going poof.
He quickly switched his hold into a vice grip and thrust the blade behind him. The Room Fey let out a horrifying screech as the blade ran through almost it's entire body. It tried to use [Death Affinity] to attack, but Damian was faster. His blade and his entire body exploded into dark red flames, charring the body of the Fey black and turning the clones into pink dust. Before he could finish the monster off, it turned into black mist and escaped, reforming it's body beside Darren. The monster, still charred like a piece of charcoal, glared at him with it's eyes full of malice. It's wings, which were still completely intact, started flapping faster and faster, turning into a blur as hardened shards of black scales formed in the air. Darren used his [Illusion Affinity] to create shards that looked exactly like the ones that the Doom Fey made.
"Motherfucker!!" Damian cursed as he started running in the other direction with dozens of shards flying towards him, and he couldn't tell which is real. Darren had mixed [Death Affinity] into the illusions, making them look almost identical to the ones the Doom Fey made, and Damian didn't have time to try and spot the differences. He knew how terrifying the [Annihilation Scales] skill was, and he knew if one of those shards touched him it would lead to a serious injury, but that doesn't mean he was completely helpless. He opened another portal, and took out a large golden shield and quickly stood his ground.
"Fool." Darren snickered as he manipulated the shards to move around the shield, but a strong force drew the shards towards the shield. All of them slammed into the shield with immense force, pushing him back a bit. Darren gritted his teeth and opened a portal, taking out a jagged red sword that looked like it was made of blood, and flew towards Damian. The Doom Fey stayed behind, making more shards, preparing to assist from afar.
'I guess I should stop playing around with them.' He thought
"Fury." He said and a thick dark red energy enveloped his body, making his entire body glow with a furious might. His eyes became slitted like a beast's, his bulging veins glowed orange. Darren's eyes widened as he saw this transformation take place in the blink of an eye, and he quickly tried to escape, but Damian was faster....much faster. He appeared infront of Darren and cut off his hand holding the blade, searing the wound closed. He didn't have time to even scream, before Damian grabbed his head and slammed his head into the ground, causing a huge crater to form.
"Remember this well, abomination, I am no mere demon. I am Damian Bellicus, son of the Demon King Azazel!!" He said, his voice not loud, but it carried an authority as powerful as the aura surroundsd his body. His aura suddenly formed into thick chains of hellfire that wrapped around Darren's body and seared his flesh, making him scream. Damian delivered a powerful punch to his face that shattered his nose, and knocked him out cold. He didn't intend to kill him, as he wanted to interrogate him and find out what he knows. The Doom Fey, who has seen and feel his power, tried to flee, but Damian turned towards it, and pointed his sword at it's back.
"Star Beam." He said, and a portion of his thick red aura wrapped around the blade, before a thick beam of hell flames shot out towards it.
"Screee!!!" The monster screeched as it was enveloped and reduced to ash by the beam and a red star formed in the sky for a moment, before fading.