Samil smiled, holding his chest that bled profusely. He looked around him, looked at the body resting on top of the altar. Looked at the undead forces that now advanced upon the clover field.
"It's my loss." He laughed.
Matthew took a step forward and the warlock covered his body in demonic mana again.
"We will see each other again." Samil said, laughing through the pain.
Suddenly a small red gate opened behind him fueled by the souls of his followers.
"You're not getting away." Matthew shouted rushing forward at full speed.
Samil raised a mana wall to stop his bullets, which Matthew shattered with a slash from Balial's blade. In his next movement, he replaced his gun with Aym's dagger and stabbed at the warlock.
However, before his blade connected with his target, an icy claw surged through the gate and protected Samil.
