346 Exception to the Rule

Acid spewed out the Bulber's belly, through a gash the width of a greatsword. Like an overbearing tyrant, Zolgon was there.

"Is this the best you can do?" Zolgon asked as the Guriant rushed towards him.

A fist's shadow engulfed the demon king, who crouched into a stance. The collision of stone and demon caused a deep crater around the combatants.

'Again,' Doevm commanded. The Guriant raised its other fist and sent it down, expanding the crater. 'Again.'

'I cannot,' the Guriant replied, displaying two nubs at the ends of its arms.

"You can have these back," a voice called from the bottom of the crater. One of the Guriant's severed fists flew into its leg, and the other one in its face. The Guriant let out a mindless groan as it flailed about, trying to keep its balance. Zolgon flew out of the crater like a harpoon into the Guriant's chest, knocking it to the ground. "Squad thirteen!" he called.