"Keep them balls coming," was all Zeke said. His face was expressionless and tone as dry as usual. Alex only grinned even wider and continued his hunt, going after the fleeing demons and returning them to the home base. The demons did not allow themselves to be easily caught and had fought back, slashing at Alex’s limb as their powerful and sharp hands attempted in piercing through Alex’s body over and over. But in the end, the immortal dragon still was able to overpower them and before they knew it, they were turned into dust swirls before being s.u.c.k.e.d through the vortex.

Seeing the battle seemingly leaning in their favour, everyone who were watching on the ground started to feel slightly relieved. Somehow, the sight of Alex and Zeke’s seemingly perfectly coordinated movements in tandem and their incredible and unbeatable power allowed hope to spark in them again. Most especially for the fact that Ezekiel could kill those demons. And it seems as though he was doing it so easily.

They finally saw a ray of hope and had a chance of winning and ending this tragic and impossible battle. Once Alex and Ezekiel turned all those demons into dust, there would only be Zeres who is left for them to deal with.

Hope and excitement bloomed inside their hearts and the urge to join in the battle became even stronger. Their fear a moment ago had subsided and their fighting spirit came surging forth.

However, before Alex and Zeke could finish killing off all the demons, the vortex suddenly expanded into an even larger size. It had grown so large that it could even swallow half of the city now.

The dark and heavy mists that surrounded the vortex seeped out ominously from the vortex itself and formed a circular barrier around it as it swirled maliciously. The darkness reigned over the area once again.

Then a silver light gleamed like moonlight next to the large blackhole and demons began stepping out of the vortex like swarms of bats.

"My goodness! What the hell is going on now? How could Zeres have summoned such number of high-level demons?!" Kyle exclaimed. He felt his heart plummet from the high he had experienced earlier when both Alex and his brother were wiping out the demons so smoothly.

"One summoned demon is supposed to cost one life, but Zeres is an immortal. Thus, his powers are infinite right now. There is no limit to the amount of summons he can cast." Alicia was the one who spoke in a weak voice. Her explanation brought chills to those who heard her words. No limit...?!

"So, you mean that the only way for us to stop this is to kill him?"

The gleam of hope dimmed in Kyle’s expressive eyes. The number of demons stepping out of the vortex this time was even more terrifying than what they had witnessed earlier. The numbers that were summoned earlier was like a drop in the bucket when compared to the multitudes being brought forth now. Even Alex and Zeke stilled in their well-coordinated movements as they watched the ever-increasing numbers of demons pouring out from that hole suspended in the sky. They all knew that at this rate, it would not take long for Zeres to gather up the army he wanted. Zeke and Alex would not be able to keep up their actions for much longer.

Zeke glanced over at Alex. Alex saw the gleam in his eyes and nodded in understanding before Zeke threw him his sword. Though a smile was still seen on Alex’s face, there was no more playfulness, no more light-heartedness that were seen reflected in that cold, cynical smile as was seen earlier in the playful banter of demon baseball that was going on between the two of them. Of course, as usual, Zeke was still with his poker face. It was almost impossible to catch a sliver of a smile on that gorgeous looking but frozen face of his.

Alex caught the sword that still had its blade shrouded with that mysterious thick, black smoke as his eyes flashed a question quickly at Zeke. The vampire prince only took a glance at Alex and understood his question.

"Make sure that no demons leave this city alive, Alex." He said and then he turned his back to Alex. "Not even one." Zeke emphasised this point. He was not a person with many words. Thus, it could be seen how important this matter is as he had uttered so many words just to emphasise that point.

"Are you going to kill him?" Alex asked, his voice quiet but carrying clearly over to Zeke. The thrill on Alex’s face was now gone, replaced by a flat, marble-like look that was devoid of emotion. However, there was that trace element of sorrow which Zeke could pick up in Alex’s tone of voice. When Zeke did not respond even after a few seconds, Alex’s jaws tightened. He glanced over at Zeres, and a trace sadness quickly flashed across his golden eyes – too fast to be seen by anyone. But Zeke still caught that look, though he did not respond to it.

Alex had to force himself to turn his back and with clenched fist he flew off farther from where he initially was. It pained him that he could do nothing to save Zeres. His heart ached for this person as he knew the feeling and could fully empathize with it. He could still remember the feeling as if he just experienced it yesterday.

Alex truly thought that if death was the only way to end Zeres’ pain, then Alex would not stop him and would respect his final decision. Because he himself knew and had already experienced it once before, that sometimes, death in fact was a merciful thing when the suffering is more than could be borne. He just felt dreadfully terrible that it had to be ended this way.

As Alex flew away, Zeke’s hand moved to his back and his fingers wrapped around a sword’s hilt. His one normal eye became so vividly red, and the blackness of his left eye seemed to ooze and black smoke began to leak from it.

With his gaze fixed on Zeres, Zeke pulled the sword out of its sheath from his back. That was the same sword that used to belong to Alex and the very same sword that Alex used to slay the last dragon thousands of years ago.