Tomioka

Tomioka was breathing heavily, his body on edge. Every movement became heavier, as if the air itself was conspiring against him. The wounds on his skin burned, and his sword could barely hold steady in his hands. The demon smiled cruelly, taking advantage of his advantage to launch a final attack. In that instant, a swift shadow burst into the clearing. Another demon, with deadly and precise movements, launched itself at the creature. In the blink of an eye, the enemy demon fell. Tomioka stared in disbelief, his legs wobbling. The dark figure turned to him, and a chill ran down his spine. "What are you...?" Tomioka muttered, his eyes half-closed in exhaustion.