"No fair! They left just as I was about to get serious! Come on demons! Round 2! Fight fair!" He shakes a flaming blue fist at the shadows in annoyance.
But he had to agree with Marlow. They had been pretty awesome there. "I know!" He lets his head hang upside down off the edge of his disc to look down at her. "Why don't people videotape this? So we can show them how awesome we were!" Martin stops and realizes something. "And we have no pictures of any of this!"
"WE WOULD IF SOME DEMONS WEREN'T COWARDS AND WOULD COME FIGHT. THEN WE'D HAVE GREAT VIDEO TOO!" He shouts at the retreated demons, demanding they come back. He so rarely released the limiting spell on his gloves, and the overwhelming feeling of his body not only brimming with magic, but literally overflowing with it, had him on an excited and active buzz that just wouldn't go away until he got to let it all out a little.
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