Clang! Clang! Clang!
A trickle of blood seeped from Flora's fist, dripping onto the ground, infusing the surroundings with a solemn atmosphere.
The Judgment Soul Demon's face showed a trace of shock, and a wound also marked his abdomen.
In a situation where he clearly had the advantage, he was unexpectedly evenly matched with a member of the Cat Race. During a prolonged battle of over ten minutes, although he managed to injure her, he himself also suffered various degrees of injury.
The battlefield situation became very intricate.
Commander Flora's demons, whether in number or strength, were less than those led by the Judgment Soul Demon. However, due to the use of firearms and the undead, the tide of battle was reversed.
Morale was low.
