This doesn't seem like fun to me. I grip my chest. Again, history repeats itself and it's all my fault. I am too naive. I let out a breath. I should help him. This demon could destroy life and if he could destroy life, he can destroy death itself. Their swords clash again. 

I shoot my hands out and vines shoot out from my hand. They grab the demon. He laughs and scorches them. Fire is the most powerful force in my kin. The fire takes everything from me as it has done for centuries. I brush the embers off my arms.

"This feels like a reunion." The demon laughs.

"It's sad that you shall fail again." Lobbo charges. 

Their weapons clash again. No one escapes him. I know that he is the ultimate weapon, but this demon is something ancient. Something foul. Its energy is fiery than a dragon's breath. I draw back. I have to run or at least not stand around helpless. 

~!!!~

This energy I have not felt for some time. The roof is completely burned through. The sun was peering in. He's a lot faster than I remember, but I am death straight up. No one stops death. Everyone thinks they'll be the one to defeat me, but they all fall like dominos. 

He slams into me. His eyes were blood curdling more so than the last time we fought. He manages to throw me back. He charges. I swirl past him. I jump back. What... what is this...? Something trickles down my face. Something that feels warm but painful. I touch my cheek.

"So... death can bleed." The demon says. 

I look at my hand. I had never know blood even existed in me. She looks at me. 

"Bien. Muy bien." I wipe my cheek.