Modern World Warlock

During Megan's encounter with Sabelio inside the cathedral, Dante was hovering above the plaza after killing three more wraiths, making an expression that showed a hint of disappointment.

"Ordinary wraiths are weaker than I remember…" He muttered to himself.

More than half of the demons in the plaza were frightened of Dante, so they weren't attacking or moving from their spots.

*Sigh* "Boring…" he said, pointing his finger at another group of fiends and making the black rain come down upon them.

["Dante, Zac is approaching your position!"] Camille said on his earpiece.

"That was quick," Dante commented.

On a dark street leading to the plaza, the redhead and the doctor ran along to escape from the banshee at the clinic.

Zac knew that his strike wasn't enough to kill the demon, but he prioritized the doctor's safety and decided to run away with him.

Dr. Sylva was still in shock from all the events and only followed Zac after knowing he was acquainted with his daughter. Otherwise, the man wouldn't have had any ambitions to keep on living.

"Kid… who are you?" the doctor asked as they kept jogging.

"My name is Zac, sir," he replied, but his answer wasn't enough to clarify all of the doctor's questions.

When the redhead stopped abruptly, he told the doctor to halt for a moment, seeing a pack of five fiends running towards them.

'Oh, man… That's quite a lot,' Zac nervously thought.

Still, he knew he couldn't falter, or the doctor would die. Moreover, his daughter was watching everything, so he felt like he had to protect him at all costs.

Taking a deep breath, Zac clenched his bat tightly and bolted forward towards the fiends, who didn't stop their advance.

As he avoided the first claw slice, Zac slammed his bat against the fiend's torso and flung him away before deflecting a second attack from another demon.

Each time that Zac's chrome bat clashed against the demon's claws, a shower of sparks lit up the area, leaving the doctor perplexed at the man's reflexes and strength.

'Strange… these guys move way slower than the dummies at the MET room,' Zac thought while waving his head back to avoid another attack.

When the redhead slammed his bat against the face of one of the demons with an overhead attack, he shattered its skull as an explosion of blood sprayed on him and his surroundings.

The demon's body started disintegrating as its soul returned to hell, making the other four fiends a bit more apprehensive about fighting the redhead.

Zac gasped, slightly surprised that his attack was enough to kill the demon, making him a bit more confident about fighting the rest.

The four fiends gritted their teeth with anger, making their claws grow bigger before launching themselves at Zac simultaneously.

'Oh, no!' Dr. Sylva thought, believing that Zac wouldn't be able to do anything against their coordinated attack.

Nevertheless, Zac skillfully avoided their offense and answered back with his own set of strikes, leaving him stained with the blood of his opponents.

*Huff, puff* "Alright… that worked," Zac muttered, turning to look at the doctor to check on him.

"Everything okay there?" The redhead asked. However, Dr. Sylva was standing perplexed, his jaw wide open in shock.

'How is it possible for a human to move like that!?' The doctor pondered.

When Zac urged Dr. Sylva to keep moving, the man brought himself back to reality and followed the redhead closely, understanding that he was his only hope of getting out of the town safely.

After running for a few minutes, the plaza was visible in the distance a few blocks away, making the doctor widen his eyes with fear, decreasing the speed of his pace.

"What's wrong?" Zac asked the man.

"Isn't… 'he' at the plaza?" Dr. Sylva answered with a question.

"Do you mean Astaroth?" The redhead asked again, wanting to clarify.

After the doctor nervously nodded affirmingly, Zac commented that his friend was at the plaza, so they would be safer there.

'His friend…?' Dr. Sylva pondered, deciding to trust the redhead.

He couldn't know for sure who his friend was, but if they were as powerful as Zac, then the doctor believed that it was still possible to escape.

As they got closer to the plaza, they heard a loud chuckle echoing from the site, making the doctor shiver with fear as the sound of wailing demons obscured the laugh.

"That's him. We are getting closer!" Zac exclaimed with a bit of excitement.

Still, before they could make their way toward the chuckling Dante, Zac froze for a second, sensing an ominous umbra behind.

Quickly turning around to check on the doctor, he spotted a hooded shadowy monster rushing towards him from behind, holding a scythe high up in the air.

Zac felt like time slowed down, allowing him to assess the situation.

It was the first time he had seen that type of demon, but judging by the weapon in its hand, the redhead knew it was a wraith.

The doctor was unaware of the danger looming behind him, and Zac wondered if he would have enough time to reach him, bending his knees and producing a powerful mist under his feet.

The redhead's eyes locked in on the monster, his gaze focused, letting out a trail of steam from his mouth as he took a deep breath.

When the doctor turned around, sensing that something was quickly approaching him, he was bathed by the sparks generated by Zac's bat clashing with the wraith's scythe.

'How did he get there!?' the doctor pondered, remembering that Zac was standing meters away in the opposite direction.

With a quick exchange of blows, Zac protected himself from the demon's offense, but the wraith was much faster than any other monster he had faced before, landing a few slices on his arms.

Zac landed a frontal kick that pushed the wraith away, looking down at his injuries and seeing his arms bleeding profusely.

'The cuts aren't that deep… Why is he bleeding so much!?' The doctor thought as he witnessed the encounter.