Jerusha arrived at Kyle's shop. She saw Raye clashing violently with Rowan(The Demon)! 'That's the demon from before!' Jerusha exclaimed in her head as her eyes locked onto Rowan. Then, not far from Raye and Rowan— Jerusha saw another figure. It was the noble demon. He stood there, watching the fight with a wide, amused smile. Jerusha instantly felt the overwhelming demonic energy radiating from him. Suppressing her presence. She slipped behind a large pile of rubble, her sharp eyes scanning the battlefield. When she glanced downward— Jerusha's breath hitched. They were lying motionless on the ground. Kyle's left arm—gone. Pyro's flames—fading. Zephyrus' mana—drained. Jerusha's chest tightened. Her eyes widened in shock. Her fists clenched so tightly they trembled. But the rage inside her— It burned hotter than anything. Jerusha wanted to scream. She wanted to rip those demons apart. But just as her lips parted— "I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU BOTH!!! GRAAAAAHHHH—!!!" Jerusha flinched when she heard that loud shout. She whipped her head toward Raye. She saw Raye swung his black sword wildly with both hands, pure malice burning in his every strike! -URGH...!! I'LL KILL YOU FIRST, YOU FUCKING BUG!!! Rowan blocked and deflected each of his attacks, his body steady, his strength unyielding. Annoyance flickered across the demon's grotesque face. Raye's rage was relentless. And witnessing him like that— 'The both of us can't be out of control at the same time.' Jerusha regained her reasoning to some extent. Yes, she was furious. Yes, she wanted to tear the demons apart. She couldn't lose control. Her eyes darted back to Old Man Rey and the others. Their injuries were severe—but they weren't necessarily dead. There was still hope. And clinging to that hope— Jerusha took a deep breath. That right timing arrived. Raye swung his sword upward with immense force! Rowan raised his clawed hands to block— But the sheer power behind Raye's attack sent his hands flying! And as Rowan's arms were up— Raye's left fist, wrapped in an elegant white gauntlet— SLAMMED into Rowan's face! Rowan let out a pained roar. His body was sent crashing into a burning house nearby! He didn't stop there! The noble demon, eyes tracking the two— He chased after them. Jerusha's eyes sharpened. She bolted toward Old Man Rey and the others! And as soon as she reached them— She stuffed Zephyrus and Pyro into her spatial ring. She grabbed Old Man Rey and Kyle— Then she kicked off the ground! Dashing in the opposite direction where Raye and the others are! 'I need to find a safe place...!' Jerusha declared in her head. But with this situation they're in— That task is hard to do. Jerusha's eyes darted around, still trying to find anything. She saw a burning house. Still intact—just engulfed in flames. Jerusha propelled herself toward the house. And when she reached its burning door— Carefully setting Old Man Rey and Kyle down. A strong gust of wind erupted from her body— Extinguishing the flames around them! And opening her mouth— Jerusha muttered that! A blinding light flashed all over the house. A 5-meter-tall White Griffin emerged! (The mighty spirit of the Northern Forest.) And immediately after seeing him— "Protect us, please!" Jerusha pleaded that to him. Phobos asked, his eyes widened. Jerusha rarely summoned him. Did she ever ask for anything. But seeing her desperate expression— Phobos didn't question Jerusha's request. And with a single flap of his massive white wings— The remaining flames around them completely vanished! Jerusha murmured, relief washing over her as she gazed at Phobos with grateful eyes. But there was no time to rest. She pulled Zephyrus and Pyro out of her spatial ring. Phobos' sharp eyes landed on Zephyrus. He understood the urgency of the situation. No words were needed. They had to act fast. Jerusha poured the last of her healing potions into Old Man Rey's and the others' mouths, forcing them to drink. Their wounds began closing. Their complexions regained color. Potions had their limits. She opened her mouth— "[Sanctuary's Embrace!]" A transparent golden dome made of thick and pure mana covered Jerusha and the others. Old Man Rey, Kyle, Pyro, Zephyrus—they all started healing! But this spell strains the body of the caster... Jerusha focused herself on keeping the spell active. 'I won't let you guys die...' She made it her responsibility to save everyone. And looking at her like that— -I'm sensing some low-rank bugs outside... I'll handle them, don't worry and just focus there. Phobos made it his mission to protect Jerusha and the others. Meanwhile, back to where Raye was— Rowan angrily kicked away the debris on top of him after being flung away in a burning house. He quickly got back up. Raye blitzed forward toward him! His black sword gleaming under the flickering flames surrounding them! His eyes burned with unforgiving malice, his body radiating pure hatred. And with all of his might— Raye swung his sword downward, aiming to cleave Rowan in half! Rowan clicked his tongue in annoyance when he saw that. Then his clawed hand shot up, catching Raye's blade between his fingers with raw power! But just gritting his teeth— Raye still continued on putting force behind his attack! But Rowan just launched a knee kick on his stomach! Air was forced out of Raye's lungs. His left gauntlet-covered fist shot forward, smashing into Rowan's jaw! Rowan staggered back a step, his crimson eyes flaring with rage. His wings flared open— And then he vanished in a blur! Raye's instincts screamed at that second— Rowan reappeared behind him, claws poised to rip his back open! Raye's sword twisted mid-air, meeting Rowan's claws just in time! Sparks erupted from the impact, the two locked in a deadly struggle. His wing whipped out and hit Raye! The impact sent Raye flying like a bullet— Crashing through burning rubble! Smoke billowed into the air... Rowan let out a sigh. He thought it'll take a while for Raye to recover. A black streak burst from the smoke. Rowan's eyes widened seeing that. And before he could even do something— Raye's fist—coated in his white gauntlet— slammed into his gut! The force caved in his torso slightly. Sending him soaring through the air— Straight into another burning house! -Keuk... Fucking BITCH! Rowan snarled, tearing himself from the wreckage. -'Is he on drugs or something?!' He asked in his head. But instead of receiving an answer— He already reached him! And he swung his sword horizontally straight toward Rowan! Rowan barely dodged as Raye's blade carved through the air, slicing clean through a charred wooden beam behind him! Rowan stepped forward— And then he struck a kick on Raye's ribs! Raye coughed blood but twisted his body mid-air, landing on his feet! But Rowan was already rushing in! His claws slashed toward Raye's throat— But Raye parried them with his sword! He spun, driving his gauntleted fist straight into Rowan's horned skull! Rowan's head snapped sideways. But being a sturdy demon he is— And then he shouted that. Rowan's own right fist shot forward! And he hit Raye straight in the jaw! Raye's jaw cracked from the impact! He Ignored the pain and took a step with his right foot! And with his bloodshot eyes still glaring at Rowan— "THAT'S NOT ALL FUCKER!!!" He countered with another left straight in Rowan's nose! Rowan groaned in pain. His annoyance of Raye increased. -'THIS CRAZY MOTHEFUCKER!!!' Rowan exclaimed in his head, readying to counter. Another punch hit his nose! And this time, before Rowan could even process the situation— Raye swung his sword, [Nyx]. And he cut off Rowan's left hand! Rowan shrieked in pain! He jumped back to get away from Raye. He landed on the ground, holding the place where his left hand was before. And as he was trying to stop the blood from gushing out— He heard that from Raye. But it sent a slight shiver on Rowan's back.