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Enzeru turned his ahead away as he heard the shrick of Petra's broadsword slice through Baratsu's neck with ease.
Disgusting....apsolutely horrid
"Well, Shoan. Seems as if the rage of a woman finished this fight, not your brother Amarth. It's a good thing that those guys are here though." Enzeru said as he pointed at the horde of demons that now peered down at the remains of their leader.
Baratsu's late reinforcements were not Abanaku's typical Yawoi henchman, in appearance or demeanor. A typical Yawoi would've trembled and ran away after their leader had fallen, these demons simply looked down at Baratsu's remains then looked up at the group of heroes. Also, these demons were a head shorter than the Yawoi, but much thicker. Thick armor shielded their heads and chests, and each bore long-sickle like swords.
"They're about ready to attack!" Enzeru said, yanking his revolver up to eye-level,"Get ready!"
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