“Damn you, demon.” I looked back over my shoulder and a mixture of surprise and relief coursed through me when I noticed the man was gone. “Ha. It didn’t work. Better luck next time.”
The shifter lost its smile and threw itself at me in a fit of rage. It moved faster than I’d thought possible, and before I could raise my blade, it crashed into me. The two of us tumbled to the ground. My blade was still grasped in my hand as we rolled over, each trying to gain the advantage.
“Not going back! Never!”
The shifter began biting me with its human teeth. Bile rose in the back of my throat and I was surprised at the pain I felt. With its superhuman strength, it tried to muscle me onto my stomach, and I winced at the fetid breath on my face. I struggled to get an opening with my blade, but the demon lashed out and scratched at my face and eyes. It was like wrestling a crazed cat, the demon hissing and spitting as it bit and scratched at me in a fit of demented panic.
This demon was really starting to piss me off. Anger spiked in me. With a surge of strength, I heaved the demon back and staggered to my feet.
“It ends now.” Raising my soul blade to the creature’s chest, I moved forward, angling my weapon for the killing strike—
Bone popped. Muscles tore. An arrowhead perforated the demon’s chest. A look of surprise warped its features and I stopped cold at the sight of blood I hadn’t put there.
“Not going back,” said the demon as it cupped the arrowhead with its hands. “Not going—”
The rest of its words died at the impact of another arrowhead bursting through its mouth from the back of its skull. The demon teetered on the spot, its black eyes fixed on me, and then exploded.
Not ash that could easily be wiped off with a brush of a hand like the rest of the demons, but a spill of wet, putrid bits of skin and yellow liquid.
I gagged as the slop hit me in the face, neck, and chest, and I shivered as I tasted carrion. I was covered in its wasted slime, its demon goo. I spat and kept spitting until I thought I’d gotten all of it out, hoped I’d gotten it all out. That was truly disgusting. I almost threw up when I saw the slime on my jacket steaming in the cool air.
Just as I heard the shifting of feet, someone stepped out of the shadows, a bow in his hand. No. Not a someone. A faerie.
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