Rungald's POV
The village was quiet, but Rungald’s presence shattered the stillness like a thunderclap. He stood tall, his mace resting heavily on his shoulder, his pig-like snort echoing across the settlement. His army of orcs surrounded him, their weapons drawn, their faces twisted into cruel grins.
“Bow down before me, you lowly creatures!” Rungald bellowed, his voice booming with authority.
From the crowd of trembling goblins, one stepped forward. Rak’ishi, a goblin with fiery eyes and unwavering courage, pointed his staff at Rungald. “How dare you come to our village! You pig! You deserve to die!”
Rungald’s army erupted into laughter at the goblin’s audacity. Rak’ishi began chanting under his breath, summoning a basic curse spell that crackled weakly in the air before him.
“Is that what you’ve got?” Rungald sneered, unimpressed. “Little fellow, you know you can’t defeat me with that kind of spell. That spell would merely tickle me.”
Rak’ishi didn’t falter; he unleashed another curse spell toward Rungald. The orcs laughed even harder at the futile display. But Rungald’s patience was wearing thin. His face twisted in fury as he raised his mace high and swung it down with brutal force onto Rak’ishi’s face. The goblin flew backward, landing in a heap on the ground, unconscious.
“Kill all of these lowly creatures in my way!” Rungald roared as his army surged forward to attack the goblins.
An orc swung its wooden mace at a defenseless goblin child who cowered on the ground. Before the blow could land, a blade intercepted the strike with precision. A figure stepped forward—a woman with piercing eyes and an aura of power that made even the orcs hesitate for a moment.
“Are you alright?” Anika asked gently as she helped the crying goblin to its feet.
“Y-yes,” the goblin stammered through tears.
The orc snarled and swung its mace at Anika with all its might, but she deflected it effortlessly and countered with a swift strike that sent the orc crumpling to the ground. Without hesitation, Anika moved through the battlefield like a whirlwind, her blade cutting down orcs left and right with flawless precision.
Rungald narrowed his eyes as he watched her fight from afar. “Who’s that?” he demanded of his generals.
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“We don’t know, sir,” replied one general nervously. “She came out of nowhere… I think she might be a vampire.”
“A vampire?” Rungald scoffed. “Why would a vampire be in broad daylight?”
Anika’s movements were swift and deadly as she carved her way toward Rungald himself. Sensing her intent, Rungald shouted to his troops, “Kill her!”
The orcs swarmed Anika from all sides, their sheer numbers overwhelming her despite her skill and strength. They managed to strangle her but found themselves unable to kill her due to her supernatural resilience. Even as they restrained her, Anika shouted defiantly, “You will all die! My lord will be here anytime soon!”
Pietro's POV
Pietro stood hidden among the trees on the outskirts of the village, watching the chaos unfold as goblins scrambled around him in panic. One soldier approached him frantically. “Sir! They’ve successfully infiltrated our area! Please tell us what to do!”Wait for my signal,” Pietro replied calmly, his voice steady despite the tension in the air.
He had prepared for this moment long before the battle began—setting traps throughout the area and positioning goblin soldiers strategically to defend their home. Though some doubted him initially, Pietro’s confidence reassured them enough to follow his lead.
Rungald's POV
The battle raged on as Rungald’s forces captured Anika and dragged her toward their leader despite being unable to kill her outright. “Sir,” reported one general breathlessly, “we’ve successfully captured the girl… but we still don’t know how to kill her.”
Rungald snorted with laughter that sounded more like a pig’s grunt than anything human. “Don’t worry about her,” he said darkly. “I’ll deal with her myself soon… Bweheheh!” His attention shifted to a large house on the edge of the village—a potential stronghold for resistance—and he began walking toward it confidently.
But as he stepped forward, something clicked beneath his foot—a trap set by Pietro.
“Fire!” Pietro shouted from his hidden position.
Countless traps activated simultaneously—arrows shot out from hidden mechanisms; spikes burst upward from concealed pits; nets sprang into motion—all aimed at incapacitating Rungald.
For a moment, it seemed like victory was within reach… but then Rungald roared in fury: “You think I’d be done with this? Rage!” His body transformed before their eyes—his skin glowing red; his teeth turning black; his eyes burning like embers—as he unleashed an ability befitting his rank as 70th among demon lords.
“You think I’d earn my rank without this kind of power?” he bellowed as he began wrecking everything around him in blind fury.
Pietro's POV
Pietro watched from afar as Rungald tore through everything in sight—his rage making him unstoppable—and realized he needed something stronger than traps or strategy to defeat him.
Flipping through an ancient book filled with forbidden spells and rituals passed down through generations of dark magic practitioners—he found what he was looking for: A ritual capable of temporarily transforming lower undead creatures like busaw into Agaras—the most cursed and feared type of aswang in history.
But performing such a ritual required immense mana consumption—and time was running out fast.
Anika's POV
Anika regained consciousness amidst destruction caused by Rungald’s rampage—and despite being weakened—she rushed toward him again without hesitation.
“You damn pig!” she screamed as she engaged him once more in combat—buying precious time for Pietro’s ritual.
Climax: The Ritual
As Pietro completed chanting forbidden incantations—the busaw floated upward unnaturally—transforming into Agaras itself: A towering figure whose cursed history included slaughtering countless humans AND other supernatural beings alike during its reign centuries ago…
Agaras wasted no time rushing toward Rungald—piercing straight through his heart with devastating precision…
Rungald let out one final guttural scream before collapsing lifelessly onto ground below…
?"Your boss has been defeated, surrender all of you . All who will surrender will be free and does who fight will be immediately killed"Pietro Shouted
?"W-We win!!!"The goblin shouted as they praised Pietro as their demon lord
?"From now own we will now call you my lord"the goblin Chief shouted
?"All hail our Demon lord Pietro"all the goblins bowed down to him especially Anika and the busaw's
