The devil lifted his head, his body still regenerating from the devastating damage he sustained from Aella's expansion. He had to move fast because he knew she was weak now; he had to kill her before she recovered.
But what he saw was a red spark. Aella stood atop a ruined building, a massive wind bow in her hand as she aimed a fire arrow at him, Nar sitting on her head with a harrowing, evil smile on her face.
"Motherf..." The devil's eyes widened as he braced himself. He didn't know why in the bloody nine hells Nar is here?! How come this elf brought two Spirit Queens with her? All he had to do now was survive.
To his luck, Nar is the Fire Spirit Queen, and he came from the nine hells. His resistance to fire and heat was far above anything else, almost matching red dragons. He has a good chance of surviving, so he would rather not turn his back and run away, but block the fire and endure it. The elf has to fall after using the power of two spirit queens in a row.
