Nero felt something heavy slam into his back.
Then came the pain.
A while world of it.
With a cry, he shot and slammed into the ground.
His back had been completely torn open. Itw as bloodied and mangled with only his ribs stopping his organs from pouring out of them.
Blood pouring out of his mouth, Nero was only barely able to dodge the spike hand of the slender Demon.
Then he rolled away in hopes of creating some distance.
The fallen branches and roots did impede the movement of the larger Demons, buying him some precious, valuable time.
Slipping into a crack, he pulled out a Divine Elixir from his satchel and downed it in one go.
Breathing heavily, he let the elixir work its magic.
'That... did not work at all.'
Even though they were much weaker compared to their prime, the Demons were still incredibly powerful. More powerful than he had anticipated for sure.
