"How annoying." Mirabella exhaled, not even looking back at the hideous thing. The fused amalgamation of the 16th and 18th Elite Guards cast a massive, multi-limbed shadow over her, yet she couldn't muster an ounce of concern.
"Take care of them."
WHOOSH!!
With her words, Sunder tore through the air, leaving a vacuum in its wake as it moved towards them. But the fused demon's physical density had multiplied exponentially. A heavy, muscular arm swatted the blade, slapping it back to her with a resounding clang of metal against cursed flesh. It stopped behind Mirabella, hovering in the air with an angry hum.
"It seems a legendary grade weapon is still weak." Mirabella looked over her shoulder at Sunder, assessing the blade's limitations against the Abyss's upper echelons.
"The system said you can advance into a god grade artifact... Ok, leave them, go and drink the blood of the demons, at least strengthen yourself."
