Despite their victory over Azrakar, the group found themselves facing an even more formidable opponent—a colossal demon made entirely of crimson flames. Its roar echoed through the chamber, shaking the very foundations of the underground lair.
Aldred, Salamander, Cleome, and Shinari were all exhausted from the battle. They had fought against countless demons on their way here, and had eliminated many more demons in the underground lair.
After fighting Azrakar, they had expended most of their energy and resources already. They couldn't be put to fight against another monster.
"We have to run away," Salamander. "We cannot stop that thing in our current condition."
Aldred nodded in agreement. "I will distract that thing with my clones. Let us all run away!"
The fire demon roared once again before raising its hand and slamming down.
"RUN!" Salamander grabbed Cleome with one arm and dashed to the exit.