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Kayla gasped quickly yelling the words faster seeing Jericho's features start to change she trembled looking at Cedric and the other Demon's coming over towards them "Jericho stop this!" She growled throwing a rock hitting him in the face glaring at him then looked back at the book speaking the words angrily.

Jericho frowned, the fog that followed him now enveloping both him and the area around him. The wind howled powerfully, pushing against Kayla and Cedric with quite a bit of force. Kayla would feel herself tossed in the air, and landing on a dragon that flew up into the air. Arden had come by from wherever he had run off to, and he put Kayla on his back before sailing in the air. "Best we stay away for now Kayla. Whatever it is your planning isn't working. Let Cedric fight, and when your man is weak is when you strike." He advised, circling over the battle field and keeping an eye on the battle.

The fog circled around Cedric and the obelisk as various figures appeared in the mist. Their faces were contorted, flickering and twitching between agony and anger as they wailed and shrieked. Many of them floated out of the fog, intent on rending Cedric apart as the demon remained shrouded somewhere.

The souls continued to float around Cedric, trying to swarm him en masse as Jericho's laugh echoed in the fog. "I don't need to fight you. I just need to break the obelisk. Let's see if you can stop me before I win." His laugh echoed everywhere as multiple figures started to appear in the mist, approaching Cedric with the same eerie chuckle.

The mist was blown away by Cedric's attack, but his attacks didn't land once. Instead, Jericho was at the pillar, staring at the fire with a sigh. Damned angels and their holy powers. They always had to make things so much worse, but this was nothing new to him. With a wave of his hand, an deep purple aura waved from his hand and collided with the fire, dispelling both his desecration aura but also nullifying the fire. Jericho smiled and looked over at Cedirc, resting on the pillar. As his mouth open to speak, his voice rang hollow; like it wasn't his.

You best run now little angel. Go and warn your brethren and your father that I am coming.

His aura began to change, and his body was twitching and contorting. His face was in pain, but it suddenly went blank as all color drained from his face. Something was possessing him, taking him over.

The demon smiled and laid his hand on the pillar, watching the flames engulf his hand and showing no sign of pain. He left it there for a moment before retracting his hand, showing Cedric that there was not a single scratch.

You're right. You are no mere angel. Unfortunately, you are not my match.

The purple aura began to leave Jericho and swirl at the base of the pillar, and as it inched up it began to consume the enchantment that Cedric had laid on it. Slowly, but surely, the purple flames were winning, and Jericho smiled as he began to approach Cedric.

You are but a worm in the face of a Primal. If you do not believe me, then I will gladly show you just how wide the gap between us is. Your little holy power is quite insignificant compared to what real power is child. Let us see if the mighty Cedric is as powerful as rumours say he is. I am quite anxious to see if you are strong enough to withstand but a fraction of my true power. So far, you disappoint me.

He stopped short of Cedric and motioned for him to make his move, folding his arms over his chest with overconfident glee.

The demon looked at the blade with curiosity, and then a faint smile traced its lips.

So it is true. A blade exists on these isles. Congratulations Cedric; you have earned my interest. This body will be no proper match for you, not with such power in your hands. No matter... I will walk this land soon, and then we shall see if your blade is truly capable of killing a god.

He waved his hand, pure malicious power extending from his grasp and sweeping across the battlefield. It wrapped around Cedric and blew him away, teleporting him to another part of Vampire Island, safely of course, Turning back to the pillar, the demon began a beat down upon the pillar, reducing the obelisk on Vampire Island to rubble. The demon shook violently before dropping to the ground, purple mist rising from his body and evaporating into nothingness.
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Arden watched the scene unfold from the air and grimaced. The obelisk had fallen, but the good news was that now the demon was incapacitated. He swooped low to the ground to drop Kayla off, standing guard of her. "You better finish your spell now, while he's out like a light. If we're lucky, he won't be up any time soon."

Jericho didn't move at first, remaining still before slowly getting to his hands and knees. He stared at the ground before Kayla, shaking violently before looking up at her from under sweat drenched hair. He was breathing heavily, and his finger began drawing something in the sand. Jericho was still shaking as he continued to write, and a sick smile crept to his lips as he pointed to the writing. A word was written in the sand; Skirsdaag.

"My... true.... name." He whispered, and wiped it away. " You... have freed me. But now I must be bound." Jericho stated, and looked back down to the ground. "Will you make a deal with me? Your soul for my eternal service?"