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Scorching emerald flames consumed the room above in an instant, reducing everything within to ash. Sparks and burning cinders cascaded downward like a meteor shower.
The fiery rain was too dense to dodge. Hugin had no choice but to defend against it with a layer of fighting spirit. Charles did the same, conjuring a barrier with The Chariot.
"Find a chance to pin it down and kill it fast. We can't afford to drag this out with a demon this resilient," Hugin warned, feeling his fighting spirit draining away by the second.
"Understood, Captain. Give me an opening. I can lock it down for a short time—long enough for you to deliver the finishing blow."
Charles's voice was rigid with focus. To invoke The Fool, which simultaneously activated all his tarot cards' powers, was no small matter. It could only be used once per year and demanded a heavy price.
His reserves of void energy and mana were diminishing at an alarming rate, and use of his powers would only accelerate this decline. Time wasn't on their side.
Hugin tossed aside his longsword, which was useless against a fiend. Only a direct strike empowered by his fighting spirit could even leave a mark. The fiend would have to be restrained first.
With a piercing shriek, the infernal fiend, wreathed entirely in ghostly green fire,lunged at Charles from the burning ruins above.
The flames that made it so lethal were no danger to the fiend itself. On the contrary, those flames were even able to staunch its bleeding and mend its wounds.
Fighting spirit erupted from Hugin as he pivoted to the side. His left leg pushed off with explosive...
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