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Together, we killed every demon in Chaniss, and we figured if the lord of Nessus wouldn't get responses from his army, he'd check things out personally. Since there's wasn't a danger of attracting any enemies, I pointed a sun-light straight up to point out the battlefield. There's no way he could miss the shaft of light that tore through the twilight.

The call to arms came nine hours later with a bellowing roar. I went behind a wall and changed into my Battle Suit, and when I walked out, I saw Doriyan had on a chainmail shirt. "Heh. When did you start wearing armor?" I asked him. "Hey, all I'VE got is a shirt. YOU'RE the one with a whole freakin' ensemble." he replied. Shayra turned around and said, "Hey, if you two are done discussing fashion, we've got a job to do." she tossed us each a pair of dark goggles. "Don't need you getting blinded by your own weapon." And we slipped them on our heads.

We stood side by side with our armaments. "Everyone, this is it. All or nothing, we'll make our stand!" I shouted. The others shouted with me, and suddenly, a black spear flew and destroyed the spotlight. "Places, guys!" I said, and we all took our places. A reddish-skinned humanoid just slightly larger than me walked up calmly and pulled his spear from the wreckage. "My, my. You are a rambunctious cadre, aren't you?" he said in Abyssal. "Defeating all of my forces in this region by yourselves?"
"That's right." I replied in Abyssal. "We're taking back my world!"
He scoffed. "You seem both strong and rational, so I'll tell you this: my armies have all but wiped out your people, so there is no one left for you to save. Why fight for no one? However, your power would be of use to my cause. If you join my legion, the Multiverse could be ours!"
"You've killed my family, my friends, and billions of people in the name of pointless conquest. You can take that offer and shove it!"
"That's a pity. You'll just have to die, then. But first, I wish to know your name."
"Give me yours, and I shall give you mine." I told him smugly.
"Very well. I am Nefilhame, ruler of the black flames of Nessus!" He held up his spear, whose two-pronged head smoldered and burned with purple fire.
"And I am Claive Ilusta, Shoxx Ninja Master of Kithnal." I gripped my glaive, and its blade crackled and sparked to life. "Now come, you vile demon, and meet lawful retribution!"


[Continued in Chapter 13-2]