Damon's voice was icy, and his eyes were bloodshot. He was blind with rage and hatred and could barely hear a word as he began attacking once more. Wilbur darted behind Damon, shouting, "Take this!"
There was a loud collision when Wilbur punched Damon in the back. The golden dragon on his arm shot out, piercing through Damon's body and shattering all his flame crystal cores. Damon's invisibility spell was dispelled at once as he collapsed onto the ground.
The golden dragon let out a howl in mid-air before disappearing into a sea of golden flecks.
"They're all broken! They're all f*cking broken!"
Damon punched the ground, looking at the man in the black robes as his chest heaved. Damon retched harshly, and blood spurted out of his nostrils and mouth as he writhed around in pain.
"M-Master."
Damon struggled to climb to his feet, kneeling in front of the man in the black robes. "S-Save me, Master… I don't want to die."
"You're f*cking useless, there's no point keeping you around anymore!"
The man's right hand turned into a claw that he held up towards Damon, who was sucked into the man's hand at once. A sticky, black substance trickled out of the man's palm, decaying Damon's body like acid while a cloud of black miasma enveloped him.
Within less than a minute, the miasma had disappeared. Damon was gone, and all that was left of him was his tattered clothing. The man in the black robes eyed the clothes coldly, his chest heaving up and down. "You bastard! Do you know how much effort it took to raise you? All you cared about was enjoying yourself, landing me in this position! You deserved this coming to you!"
Wilbur stared at the man in the black robes in shock. "You! You devoured him?"
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