"Noah! is that really you?" Said the master in a tone of surprise. "Yes master it is me, at last I have finally seen the reality in these 7 years. I thought that those demons couldn't be able to hold me long but they had the power to stop me." said Noah emerging from the pitch dark coming close to Nate, as he saw him he saw his own blood in him and approached him. Nate hesitant to hear that name he discovered himself in the dilemma of life. He once saw a photo of his father and now he was seeing him in reality. He became nervous to admit that his father who was kind of long lost for him was now found and was in front of his eyes. On reaching close to Nate, Noah collapsed and fell down. "Dad, what happened ?" said Nate but little did the master and Nate knew that Noah had teleported directly from the demons kingdom to the Master's place and the demon's were after him. With a glaze of fury the demons arrived in the master's divine dome. Their faces looking for their next prey, with weapons clinging on the belt on their waist, looking to rupture anyone who falls in their path. They looked like a endless army coming through a portal behind after some time the whole demonic army large in number came out of the portal and the portal closed behind them. They covered the main gates of the master's dome allowing no one to enter the dome and neither allowing anyone to leave. The master did not want any fight to be concluded in his divine dome and hence he clapped his hands opening a portal large enough to take the demon army to somewhere else. The portal now being controlled by the master passed above every demon taking them to another dimension. The demon's raged in fury and one of them who looked like the head of the army commanded his demon comrades to attack. They being eager to die ran towards the master and Nate. Nate and the master teleported at Nate's house and dropped Noah there and now he was safe but not the demons. The air was thick with the stench of sulfur as the demons closed in on Nate, their grotesque forms twisting and writhing with malicious intent. Nate who firstly getting scared of that large army was now looking very confident as he gained the experience of fighting demons by just one thing that was telepathy. The time when he got scared his body released hormones like Cortisol and Adrenaline which activated his telepathy powers which even master Ozi wasn't aware of, By that he connected to his father's mind, his grandfather's mind and his ancestors mind which led him to fight a battle like never before. He stood his ground, his grip tightening around the ancient ring adorning his finger. With a swift thought, he conjured a gleaming broadsword, its blade crackling with ethereal energy. The demons snarled, their eyes blazing with infernal fury as they lunged at Nate from all directions. He moved with fluid grace, his sword slicing through the air with precision as he fended off their relentless assault. Each strike was met with a furious counterattack, the clash of metal ringing out amidst the chaos. As he battled on, his mind raced with strategies, his ring responding to his every thought, conjuring weapons and defenses in the blink of an eye. Spears of light pierced through the horde of demons, sending them screaming back into the shadows, only to be replaced by more sinister creatures eager to claim his soul. But he refused to yield. With unwavering determination, he unleashed torrents of fire, engulfing the demons in searing flames that licked hungrily at their twisted forms. Yet still they came, their numbers seemingly endless, their hunger for destruction insatiable. Amidst the frenzy of combat, he caught sight of their leader, a towering demon with eyes like burning coals and a wicked grin stretching across its grotesque face. With a silent vow, he charged forward, his sword blazing with newfound intensity. The demon met Nate's gaze with a mixture of amusement and contempt, its claws poised to strike. But Nate was undeterred, his resolve unbreakable as he clashed with the fiend in a whirlwind of steel and shadow. With each blow, he could feel the ring pulsing with power, its ancient magic surging through his veins like wildfire. And as he delivered the final, decisive strike, the demon let out a deafening roar, its form dissipating into nothingness as Nate stood victorious amidst the wreckage. Breathless and weary, he lowered his sword, the echoes of battle fading into silence around him. But even as he caught his breath, he knew that the fight was far from over. With the ring still glowing faintly upon his finger, he turned his gaze to the horizon, ready to face whatever darkness lay ahead. Master was surprised to see this battle. "You have got the same potential like your father had, now I know how your family is still yielding the ancient ring". "But master I,I don't have any such experience to fight such a battle, then how did this happen". "Oh young bearer of the ring I bow to you, you have great power that no ancestor of yours was ever able to handle or control but you are different, you overcame your fears and activated telepathy leading you to connect your mind with your ancestors and you followed their fighting senses, their fighting skills and their mindsets leading you to win this battle on your own. Now we have a warrior who does not only have the ability but also the agility to fight any battle leading to the building of a peaceful society". "Now we shall not sit quietly as now we know we can be attacked any time so we have to be cautious and be ready for future disputes".

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