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As Elrion flies across the crypt, Jostav gulps down the potion, grimacing at the taste. Within seconds his arm is healed, and he draws his katana.
"Alright demon, time to taste cold steel!"
He lunges at the Balor, but his non-enchanted weapon does nothing. He throws it to the side, inadvertedly impaling a zombie. He draws a magical dagger from his belt, and tears a hole in one of the mighty Balor's wings.
"You, shall pay for that, Prime."
Jostav looks the Balor up and down, trying to find a weakness. He sees nothing obvious, so just starts fighting it as if it were a normal opponent. He swings at it's arm, trying to cut it off. The beast shrugs off the hit.
"Puny human, why must you waste my time like this?"
The Balor fires a spell at Jostav, sending him into a group of skeletons. Jostav quickly rises to his feet and, enraged by the Balor, charges through the skeletons towards him. Jostav barely notices the clawing skeletons, and attacks the Balor with a flurry of blows, one driving his dagger into the demons chest. The beast reels for a second, but acts like the dagger is but a splinter in his finger.
"Enough of this!" The Balor booms.
"Elrion! You better be ready!"
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