"Hahaha! Fire Spirit Lord, you're swaying already. Admit it, you're finished!" Though wounded, the Fire Demon Lord's laughter crackled on, excitement sparking in his widening eyes.
Fire Spirit Lord wiped more blood away, answering coldly, "Don't flatter yourself. You‘re as broken as I am, neither one of us can finish this."
The Fire Spirit Lord brushed glowing Cinders from his scorched breastplate, his gaze narrowing to a razor's edge.
"Oh, really?" the Fire Demon Lord asked, the words dripping with acid disbelief. "Not so fast. I still have one last secret weapon you've never even dreamed of..."
He plunged a hand into the swirling pocket of his storage ring and drew out a slab of pitch-black token no larger than his palm.
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