Damon crawled to the edge of the crystal platform, looking down at the sight below him.
At the vast entrance of the cavern was a small swarm of demons, mostly lesser demons, as well as two Goristro holding massive axes.
However, what made Damon narrow his eyes was a goblin sitting on the back of a lesser demon. His body was small and covered from head to toe in blood. Parts of his flesh were missing as if they had been cut off.
From the looks of it he was on his last legs. However, even then he sat up straight as if the pain meant nothing to him. He gave off a formidable aura that was both arrogant and domineering.
Naturally, this was Ashcroft.
As soon as Ashcroft made his entrance, the massive swarm of spiders didn't even hesitate. They charged forward with the intent to defend their nest and their queen mother.
Ashcroft casually waved his hand as the lesser demons and Goristro roared without a hint of fear against the overwhelming odds they were facing.
