The rain of magic from the rooftop helps a little, and the few fallen demons slow their comrades slightly. Its not perfect, but its a start.
He swings the demon captured in his left hand to ward away those in front of him, then throws its lifeless husk into the front ranks, before he charges at those trying to close in behind him, slowly falling back, but buying the others time.
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