The desert wind blew the sand fog away, making it thinner. Carmilla and Natasha stood still, crying as they waited to see what was left of Rick.
Every demon warrior on the battlefield stopped talking and fighting because they thought they would see the broken body of the human who had thrown himself in front of certain death.
But when the dust settled, what they saw was beyond what they had expected.
Rick was still alive. Beaten up and thrown several meters by the shockwave of the impact, but still alive.
And Zara held him in her arms, having caught him in the air so he wouldn't hit the ground. Her face showed shock and maybe protectiveness.
But what caught everyone's attention was the giant figure standing where the Corruption Titan's fist should have crushed Rick into a paste.
It was the Demon King named Zork.
