Modern World Warlock

After Zac managed to get some distance from the wraith, he noticed his arms wouldn't stop bleeding.

However, he stayed calm and put his hand in his pocket, squeezing the healthstone inside and closing his wounds.

The doctor witnessed his cuts magically healing but couldn't understand how Zac was pulling it off, thinking that the redhead had regenerative powers.

'Okay, it's just one… I can handle it—I think,' Zac thought.

The wraith was faster and stronger than any demon he had faced, but after clashing his bat against their scythe, he had a good measure of the demon's power.

When the two adversaries charged at each other once more, the street erupted into a cacophony of chaotic sounds, along with sparks that illuminated the dark area as their weapons violently clashed together.

Zac kept up with the demon's movements for a few seconds until the wraith sped up his attacks, slashing the redhead vertically and cutting down from his forehead to his torso.

Blood gushed out forcefully from Zac's wound, and the demon meant to follow it up with another attack. Still, the redhead was able to avoid it skillfully and kicked the wraith in the face, slightly cracking its skull.

'It hurts…' Zac thought, unable to see from one of his eyes as the slash had trailed through it.

As he moved his arm down to squeeze the healthstone in his pocket, the intelligent demon knew what he was trying to do and rushed to attack him, leaving Zac unable to heal his wounds.

Focusing on avoiding the monster's attacks, Zac jumped around the street, using the parked cars on the side to slow down the wraith's advance.

Nonetheless, the demon's scythe was able to cut through the cars with a bit of ease, making Zac kick one of them and push it with force against the demon.

*Shink!* A bright slice appeared in the center of the pushed vehicle, breaking it in half as the demon's scythe glowed with a strange, white aura.

'Is this thing still powering up!?' Zac pondered, ducking and jumping to evade the wraith's follow-up attacks, which were slicing the light poles like cardboard.

After a long back jump that gave Zac some room to breathe, he looked down and noticed a sewer manhole right beneath his feet.

The wraith was dashing forward, so Zac acted quickly and used his bat's handle to leverage open the heavy, iron lid.

Grabbing the 250-pound lid with one hand, he spun one time and threw it like an Olympic disc, prompting the monster to raise its scythe to defend.

As the heavy iron cover crashed with the wraith's scythe, its weight and force caught it by surprise, hitting the demon in the shoulder.

By the time the wraith caught up to Zac, he had used the healthstone to heal his eye, grasping his bat with both hands and tensing his muscles.

*Guish!* Another torrent of blood came from Zac's shoulder after receiving another vertical slice from the demon.

However, when the wraith tried to retract its weapon, the redhead strained his muscles and prevented it from moving, slightly agitating the demon.

With his eyes producing a red mist that clouded his vision and the demon's scythe stuck in his right shoulder, Zac gazed at the monster before him and raised his bat with his left hand.

The last thing the demon could see was the raging expression on Zac, gritting his teeth and enduring the pain as he slammed his bat on its face, shattering it and making the rest of its body turn to dust.

*Sigh…* Zac let out a long, tired gasp before squeezing his healthstone again, healing his shoulder and making the stone disintegrate.

The redhead didn't have a way to cure his injuries anymore, but he didn't seem too worried as the plaza was already nearby.

"Let's go, sir!" Zac said to the doctor, who was still in shock after witnessing the encounter.

When they arrived at the plaza, the pair was a bit confused at the sight, seeing that the hooded cultists were standing around in shock while looking up at the sky.

Meanwhile, the packs of demons that were meant to be patrolling looked scared and frozen in place.

In the skies, a figure with shadowy wings came flying down towards the pair, shocking them for a brief second before seeing it was Dante.

"You found him, good job!" Dante said with a smile that contrasted with the eerie sight behind him.

Knowing that Dr. Sylva was an essential pawn for the demons, Camille gave Zac the mission to extract him from town.

Still, he wouldn't have to run all the way to the highway as the Beta, Alpha, and Gamma teams were already entering the area, so he was asked to leave the doctor with them.

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Meanwhile, in the decaying clinic where Zac found Dr. Sylva, the figure of a woman rose from the debris in the reception.

She had wavy black hair and a pale complexion, with grey eyes, bony fingers, and black nails.

As the woman stood up, she held her head with discomfort and clicked her tongue with annoyance.

"What the hell was that…?" the woman pondered aloud.

"That asshole said that humans in this world don't use magic… Grrr, that liar!" she continued, talking to herself in the dark, destroyed reception.

"Was it a berserker? No… He didn't seem to be complete," the woman said, placing a hand on her chin.

A hooded cultist entered the reception and was startled by the sight of the woman. Still, he nervously reported that the redhead man was seen making his way to the plaza.

'If Astaroth sees I failed—I'm dead…' The woman thought, widening her eyes as she quickly left the building.

When the woman stepped on the dark streets, shadows encased her body and turned her into an ethereal form, hovering above the ground as her eyes turned into red spirals.

With a dash, the woman began flying at a low height toward the town's plaza, wanting to get her revenge on the dark warrior who defeated her.