As Rivia ran towards him, she could see that his clothes had for the most part been burned away in the explosion, he had a deep cut on his forehead, and he was, in places, on fire. At the sound of her voice however, he pushed himself up off the ground quickly, and looked at her. "Fine.. few scratches. Are you alright?"Originally Posted by Tami
As he asked, he looked over at Sloane fighting the remaining demon. He'd help if he needed to, but Sloane didn't seem to be dying yet. Making sure the other two stayed safe in the meantime, was his priority.
He extended his hand, creating a white spark in his palm. With a mighty effort, he clenched it shut, snuffing out the light. At that moment, the creature's fate was sealed. It wouldn't be able to phase through his attacks now.
Now confident of his victory, Sloane rushed forward one last time, knives at the ready.
"No escape! You're going straight to the garbage bin from here, you piece of shit!"
In one pass, he cut through it twenty times.
~Please allow me to introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste. I've been around for a long, long, year, stole many a man's soul and faith.
So if you meet me, have some courtesy, have some sympathy, and some taste. Use all your well-learned politesse, or I'll lay your soul to waste.
I made Miburo cry on his birthday.
Reached Demon-God Status
My Cat Is Afraid of the Vacuum Cleaner
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