Lance charged toward the quasi demon. His sword glowed. He leaped into the air and slashed down. The quasi demon looked up, locking eyes with Lance. It flapped its wings and shot into the air, dodging his attack, and then swooped down to finish the attack.
Thwapp.
An arrow cut through the air, the tip glowing green. It stabbed right into the head of the quasi demon, knocking its head back, but the wound was only shallow. The arrow fell out and the wound healed, but she had bought Lance enough time to get away.
Robert ran toward the demon, his sword burned bright with flames. It tried to grab him, but he dodged to the side, and the attack missed by just an inch. He slashed the hand with all his strength, but the sword stuck in the thick skin of the quasi demon.
It punched Robert with its other hand right in the face, sending him flying through the air. He slammed into the ground, rolling for a few meters before stopping.
