Dolemeck worried about the man he saw out of the corner of his eye. Without any hesitation, he shadow ported into the nearest shadow, then popped up behind the horde of demons. His black fingernails now looked more like talons, and his eyes were red as he swiped at one of the demon's backs, trying to keep them focused on him.
"Sir, it might be in your best interest to run!" He shouted towards Tyler, his voice coming off as slightly demonic. "I do not know if I can keep them focused on me for much longer!"
The moment he said those words, one of the larger demons tried to tackle Dolemeck to the ground, while the one he injured turned around and bit into his side, forcing the young man to scream out in pain.
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