Damien's eyes shot up as he sensed some people attempting to breach the barrier of dark energy he had created around the planet to keep those inside from escaping. His fists clenched with pure rage, and his suspicions about Kyle still being alive after enduring his attacks were solidified.
"Huu.."
He took a deep breath and distanced himself from James and Hubert, who, despite being hit brutally, were not backing down in the slightest. His gaze swept over the numerous individuals of the Dark race and Nightkin race before they passed by Onicuss, the twin demons, and Wyatt. A flicker of disdain flashed in his eyes.
'How utterly useless. They are watching me fight as if it's a spectacle, reveling in it, fully aware of how crucial it is for me to win and for our side to eliminate James.'