C39 Demion's Last Stand

Sensing an opening, Demion pressed his advantage, driving the collector back with relentless ferocity. Blow after blow rained down upon the Collector, each strike fueled by Demion's unwavering resolve. The room seemed to blur around them as they fought, their movements a blur of speed and skill.

"You think you can best me?" The collector snarled, his voice dripping with disdain