WORLDS COLLIDE - THE SACRIFICE
Just leverage and timing.
“Come on, then!” he shouts, squaring up.
The demon shrieks and dives, wings cracking thunder. Talons reach—razor-long, wet, black.
Scott swings. The bat cuts air, missing by inches. The gust off its wings hits like a wave, knocking him sideways. He rolls, boots scraping asphalt, comes up ready again, breath loud in his own ears.
“Come on, you bastard!” he spits, planting his feet as the night terror demon swooped around in the darkness, readying itself for another attack.
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