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The last ripples of power faded, and the ground slowly came back into focus. Necrobix lay buried in the shattered earth. Ketal’s axe was sunk to the haft in its chest. Ketal seized the axe and pulled it free. A dark flood burst from the split breastplate, raw demonic energy surging as the Demon Lord gathered what little strength remained. The corrupted energy tried to rise.
However, that was all Necrobix could do. It flickered like a candle in a storm and went out. Necrobix gave a thin, contemptuous laugh.
“I cannot move my power at all, can I. This is the first time since the Divine-Demonic War,” it said, voice flat with observation rather than fear.
“You were magnificent,” Ketal answered. “It has been a long time since I looked this bad.”
He was not unscathed. Half his skin hung in ribbons, burned and peeled back. One arm had been chewed to the bone in places. Even so, Ketal stood, and Necrobix did not.
“I lost,” it said.
Necrobix had been defeated by Ketal.
“I believed I could win,” it went on. “You still cannot wield the Abomination’s power freely. Without that, you are only strong. I judged you not truly dangerous.”
If one blocked the power of the Abomination, Ketal was just a warrior of absurd might with no special authority. With Necrobix’s absolute defense,...
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