His lips curled into a sharp, predatory smirk.
Swoosh!
He lunged forward again without hesitation, dagger gleaming with another shadow-coated edge.
His steps were relentless, deliberate, calculated to deny his opponent even a second of reprieve.
"Enough!" The demon snarled, his voice echoing harshly through the cavernous chamber.
His hand snapped up, and in a burst of violent speed, he stabbed his dagger directly toward Riley's chest. The blade's tip aimed mercilessly for his heart.
For a moment, it seemed the strike would land.
But then—Riley's shadow aura rippled.
It surged like water disturbed by a suddenly currently, and in a split second, his body sunk into the ground.
All that was left was a thin, dissolving purplish black smoke, which trialed down to a crystal shard on the floor.
The demon's eyes widened in shock.
The weapon stabbed into empty space, stabbing only the afterimage of shadows left by Riley.
Suddenly, it felt another flicker behind him.
