Slowly pushing the door to the next floor of the large office building open, Richard found himself immediately greeted with the frontal assault of a dozen Devils strong.
Several sharp spears were shot at him, burying themselves halfway deep into the walls as he dodged, one barely scraping past his nose.
There was no doubt of even a single one of those came in contact with his flesh, he would be on a one way trip to the abyss.
Of course, that was still not enough to kill him.
His eyes flashed as he rolled back and stepped on the wall.
His legs muscles bulged as he pushed against the wall, shooting forward at speeds hard to follow.
The power of the Blood Demon, Fenrir filled his body.
Because of the nature of the Abyssal Palaces within his soul, he could only use the power of a single Demon at a time.
He had gotten proficient in switching their powers mid combat, but he couldn't utilize more than one at a single instant.
