Fight Sa'dis.

William and Sa'dis are in the middle of an intense battle nearby. You turn to them and step forwards, and as you do, William hops back to land nearby. He seems winded, yet his stare is just as intense and serious. With a readjustment of his glasses, he casts his gaze over to you, and then to your weapon. "What is that?"

You hold up the sword. It's pulsing even quicker. "Lauo, my sword. It's--"

You're caught off guard by a surge of energy--a kickback from your own weapon. It then happens a second time. You grip the handle with both of your hands, and it starts violently shaking. It's difficult to even hold it still. As you peer closer, you can see the cracks from before far more intensely. Not only do they appear deeper now, but they're spreading fast. Rays of light fire in various directions, and pieces of metal fall to the floor between your feet.

"What do you think you're doing?" asks the Demon King. "A spell? Don't think I'll allow you to finish!"

He stomp forwards across the throne room, but as he does, Lauo finally gives. There's an explosion of pink light. William shields his eyes, and you do as well. The Demon King disappears from your view. Thankfully, it hinders him as well. You feel your body grow hot, but in a way that feels fantastic. It reminds you of Amara's Bless spell. A surge of power flows from the weapon into your body.

As the light dissipates, you look down at your sword.

It always looked masterful, even if it had no useful effect. Magic weapons tend to be beautiful artifacts. However, it now looks even more radiant. The razor-sharp blade's pink energy glows so strongly that it almost looks like the weapon itself is crafted from light. Waves of energy, light electricity, flow down from the hilt to the weapon's tip. As you look around, you see a faint stream of the same coloured energy coming in from all the girls behind you. It flows straight into the weapon, empowering it, but by the expressions of those nearby, you may be the only one to see such a thing. Lauo is actually pulling energy from your party member's sexual arousal.

The Demon King isn't a patient man. He swings his giant sword down towards you, but with a glance up, you raise your own sword to retaliate. The two weapons clash. With a loud grunt and all your energy, you carve forwards, actually repelling the Demon King's attack.

Not only that, but the top end of his sword chips right off and lands to the ground.

You strike forwards again, carving a slash diagonally upwards across his torso. His eyes widen, and he reels in pain as blood sprays from a deep gash over his chest. Then again, you form an X over his body. A third strike--you jab forwards in the center, impaling him beneath his ribs. The **** sends him back, and he stumbles to the ground.

The Demon King clenches the stained carpet under him. With a grunt, he stands back up, and raises his broken sword.

I'm doing it. He's too exhausted from everything that's happened. After our attacks, Snow breaking the amulet, and with the might of my magic word, he can't take anymore. He's outnumbered and outpowered.

"What are you...?" Sa'dis curses under his breath. His eyes dart left and right. Then suddenly, he raises his fingers in a manner similar to before, but instead of aiming at you, he looks right past.

You glance to see him pointing to Amara with a crackle of dark energy.

"Enough!" You hack his hand clean off. It falls to the ground and the magic dissipates. As he looks to you in terror, you follow your attack up with one final blow. Your glowing sword slices straight through his neck, lopping his head right off his shoulders. The Demon King falls back--decapitated.

The glow of your weapon flickers. You pant heavily, take a step back, and struggle to slide your sword back into its scabbard with shaking hands. You then feel a wave of exhaustion fall over your body. Unable to keep yourself up, you drop to a knee, and your head spins. Though you keep yourself together enough to look up at the fallen king, and William standing before him.

The body of Sa'dis starts disintegrating. It starts at his toes--flesh turning to ashes. William walks overtop of him as he does, and holds out his hand. You see another one of his rings illuminate, and he speaks.

"Soul Absorption." A strange, spiritual energy flows up from the vanishing body and directly into the man in white.

I think Lauo's powerup was too much for me to deal with right now. And I've been running off adrenaline for awhile.

You take a deep breath and slowly rise back up. "What did you do to him?" you ask.

William steps slowly back over to the rope he entered from and gives it three tugs. "The final step of the plan."

"I don't remember that part."

"Not your plan. Either way, the Demon King is defeated. You have other things to deal with that are more pressing than what I'm doing." The rope he's grasping starts to raise, taking him with it. It pulls him towards the hole in the ceiling. "Adiós, Kyle Warren. I guarantee we'll meet again. Just remember what I told you, if you still trust me."

You peer up through the hole. Is something flying up there?

But you turn around to see the girls rising up as well. They look even more exhausted than you do. You make your way over, and help them up as the five of you assemble near the limp body of Dajy.

"Why am I almost naked?!" Eva shouts, covering herself up. "Wh-Why is my skirt on the ground over here? Oh no. Please don't tell me I did something embarrassing. I can't even remember what happened."

"... It was an intense fight. Don't worry about it. Just let me cast Mend a few times," you reply nervously. "Come here."

Niki dresses herself back up as well. With everyone's wardrobes mended up, you kneel down by the **** high succubus.

"Can you heal her?" you ask Amara.

She shakes her head. "The spells I know won't work on a demon's injuries I'm afraid."

You take a deep breath, wrap your arms beneath her, and lift her bridle-style. "Then let's get out of here in case the place collapses, and meet with the others!"