Ruslan held up his sword and stroked with minimal strength but with a speed that the demon didn’t see coming. He infused his predator speed with his human-like muscular reflex. It worked as he was able to land a strike on the demon, slashing his shoulder. The demon didn’t move, neither did it flinch, it stayed static for a while.
“You managed to land a strike on me. Impressive.” the demon said after a few minutes of silence as it tore a part of his cloth and put it on the place where Ruslan slashed it.
“It was easier than I thought,” Ruslan said, clasping his sword in his right hand and holding his dagger in his left. There was no way in hell that it was so easy to land a hit on The Pure Hadean Demon that caused the war of doom which almost wiped out the whole of the magical kind. Ther
