Damon paused for a moment as he gazed at the elf coldly for a while before sighing. He could feel negative emotions and there were none directed at him. Since he already found out that she is a host, he felt safer around her.
He wanted to say more but the feeling of death looming over everything is a feeling he couldn't shake off. If he wasted any more time, the allied forces would likely suffer a major catastrophe that night.
"Come" Damon said plainly as he left the tent with his greatsword in his hands.
His eyes narrowed as a bright purple light erupted from Damon's body, surging fiercely stunning even Elsa.
Boom!
Following a loud explosion, Damon's tent was reduced to nothing as flame and wind surged dangerously as a figure shot into the air above with fierce power surging from his body.