Ruvian launched himself forward, colliding with the remaining four demons in a swift, decisive charge.
His movements were sharper now — faster, more refined — as his body steadily acclimated to the potion's enhancement.
[You have killed a Lesser Demon!]
[You have gained +1 Mana Resonance!]
[You have killed (3/5) enemies!]
The first demon fell almost instantly, unable to keep pace with his acceleration. Ruvian flowed seamlessly into the next strike, his blade carving a clean, lethal path as he adjusted his footing with practiced ease.
He didn't create any wasted motion, only a continuous, fluid advance.
Before the moment could settle, four more figures burst back into the fray — the very demons that had been hurled through the wide window earlier.
Their attention snapping toward him.
"There, get him!"
'So they've already returned…'
'Can I hold against seven of them at the same time?'
The question lingered only briefly.
