Before another demon could unleash its searing blue flames, Irene was already in motion. She shot forward, closing the distance in a blur, and drove a crushing kick straight into its abdomen.
The impact blasted the demon off its feet, sending it hurtling down onto the wide stage platform below.
Only then did she turn her gaze toward Ruvian.
"You're still alive?" she said, genuine surprise slipping into her voice.
'Of course, I am!'
Ruvian drew in a sharp breath, his chest rising and falling as he steadied himself. "Let's talk later," he muttered. "I've got seven minutes before this enhancement wears off."
His eyes sharpened.
"I'll take the one with gravity magic. You and Silvena handle the other."
Silvena arrived a moment later, stepping in beside Irene, her expression tense. "You can handle him alone?"
A faint, almost teasing smirk tugged at Ruvian's lips. "If seven minutes pass and I still haven't put that wretched bastard down…"
He exhaled lightly.
