Tomioka

Tomioka was breathing heavily, his body pushed to its limit. Every movement became heavier, as if the air itself were conspiring against him. The wounds on his skin burned, and he could barely keep his sword steady in his hands. The demon smiled cruelly, taking advantage of its lead to launch a final attack. In that instant, a swift shadow burst into the clearing. Another demon, with lethal and precise movements, lunged at the creature. In the blink of an eye, the enemy demon fell.
Tomioka watched in disbelief, his legs wobbling. The dark figure turned toward him, and a chill ran down his spine.
"What are you...?"
Tomioka murmured, his eyes narrowed from exhaustion.