บท 51: The King of Oni's, Shuten Doji(3)

As the fight raged on, Zephyr and I desperately tried to hold our ground against the relentless onslaught of the demon. Every strike we made seemed futile, easily parried or dodged by the King of Oni's overwhelming strength and agility.

All my bullets had been exhausted, and I had long forsaken the magic-powered handgun. The sword in my hand lay tattered, a proof to the strength of the Oni demon. The air was heavy with the scent of sweat and blood.

My stamina was at rock bottom, as I found myself on my knees, gasping for breath, blood trickling down my forehead from a deep gash. Zephyr, too, was on the verge of collapse, his once-powerful stance reduced to a feeble struggle to stay on his feet. The half destroyed walls of the ruins cast eerie shadows, adding to the intensity of the moment.