Sein deflected a claw swipe from the possessed hero, her gauntlet screeching against his dark blade. She shoved him back and glanced over her shoulder at Andrey, her expression fierce but her voice unexpectedly soft.
"Don't you dare die, Glasses."
Andrey adjusted his glasses with a calm that bordered on infuriating. "Relax. I'm the tank, remember? I can take anything."
He turned and strode toward the demon, katana in hand, his footsteps steady despite the chaos around them.
The demon raised an eyebrow, his crimson eyes gleaming with amusement. "Hmm? So now I'm fighting you directly? Don't disappoint me, you lowly creature."
Andrey didn't answer. He lunged, katana flashing in a diagonal slash aimed at the demon's neck.
The demon's clawed hand shot up, catching the blade between his fingers. Sparks flew as the metal scraped against his dark nails. He smirked. "Is that all?"
