John switched to his staff, the powerful magical energy surging. A series of spells roared towards Evan in the distance.
"This guy's cooldowns are so quick?" Evan was startled, cursing angrily, "Joel, you idiot, stop this guy!"
He couldn't take another hit from John's attack. Seeing the gathering demon soldiers nearby, he didn't hesitate to rush into them.
He using their bodies as a shield against John's magic.
Boom! Boom!
A series of explosions echoed. The demon soldiers fell in droves, while Evan was struck by two Thunderstorms, his health dropping below ten thousand.
One more hit and he would be done for.
Panicked, Evan turned and ran towards the fortress behind him.
"You can't escape," John said coldly, switching to his dagger and activating the Shadow Strike skill.
In a flash, he darted through the demon soldier ranks, aiming directly at Evan.
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