Yoriel started to speak.
I didn’t care for whatever the demon had to say. Vee was still laying on the ground with the tendril around his arm. I needed to stop the tendrils, but first I had to deal with the demon.
DASH helped me close the distance in a moment, but the eight-foot-tall dark-green monster backed away from my slash, but that wasn’t my only attack. I pointed my left hand at it and began shooting FIRE SHOTS out of my palm. The first few tore into the demon’s chest, then it was able to get a barrier up to start absorbing the rest. I dropped my hand so that I could step forward and swing again.
The barrier vanished as the demon stepped back, then materialized a long black sword in its hand. It took a step towards me, but before it could swing, it turned for just a moment to look at Ether. The scarlet-clad Tank rammed into its side with her shield, knocking it off balance.
I didn’t want to miss a swing and hit Ether, so I gripped the sword with both hands and started stabbing at it. My first two barely connected and I had to divert my third to block the shadowy sword. The vibration from the blow almost made me drop my sword, but I braced against it as it tried to overpower me. It was taller and trying to hold the sword over my head was already making me shake, but I knew that the demon was leaving itself open, so I just had to hold on for a moment.
Ether slammed her shield into the Demon’s chest, but it had braced for it and didn’t budge. It started laughing and opened its mouth to say something, but Ether closed it, by changing the angle of her SHIELD ATTACK and aiming for under its chin.
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One of the face tentacles came off as the demon’s head snapped back. The pressure that it had been putting on my sword almost vanished, allowing me to step behind Ether and slice through its right wrist.
The demon roared as it stumbled backwards, but we couldn’t afford to give it a chance to collect itself. Ether slammed into one of its knees from the side, bending it down close enough for me to stab it through the chest.
Ether rammed it off of my blade and it fell face down on the floor. I made sure to finish it off before I stopped to catch my breath.
“You okay?” I looked over at the red-armored tank. I smirked as I realized that she had donned the same armor that her grandmother’s guards were wearing.
She opened the white visor. “I’ll live.” She hurried over to her sister, who had stopped writhing on the ground. “Do you think she’s okay?”
The tendril that was still attached to Vee wasn’t pulsing anymore. I wasn’t sure if that was because we were in the Bequeathal Chamber or because the demon wasn’t attached to it anymore. “I don’t know…”
Ether got up and came over to wrap me in a hug. “Are you okay?”
I felt tears on my neck and cupped the back of her head so I could have her lean back enough for me to look at her face. “What’s wrong?”
“Harror said that if one of the Deities touched a city Mantle, then one of them would die.” Confusion covered her face. “When you grabbed Mive…”
I realized what she was talking about, but I hadn’t thought about the warning, because I’d done it the first time we’d been in Mive’s Bequeathal Chamber. It had been how we’d been able to learn how to close it. “Oh…” I was at a loss as to why the fight-to-the-desolation hadn’t happened. I tried to smile. “Well, I’m okay, but we don’t have much time until the demons start showing up.” I scanned the walls, but so far there wasn’t any indication that we were about to be invaded.
“What do we do?” Ether looked at all of the people who were unconscious.
“I…” I swallowed. “I have an idea.”
“You do?” Ether looked up at me.
I nodded as I stared into her red eyes. “But you’re not going to like it.”
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