Well. This was fun. Ushering people out one moment, only for demons to rush in the next. She drew her arming swords and jumped into the fray, slicing necks and thrusting into their red, pulsing chests. For each she cut down, more appeared. In the chaos, she lost track of her allies. She heard Elijah cry out.

I’m doing everything I can! she wanted to yell. Sweat dripped brow as she stabbed a large demon made of ink and smoke. She caught a glimpse of Azza struggling with the sword, the key to the gate. The girl needed her help, at any cost.

Sheathing her swords, Felicity charged the gate. Leoric’s unarmed training came back to her as she punched and kicked, smashing the demonic enemies. Wow, their skin burned at first! But she had no time to process the pain as more burns covered her skin. She needed more power!

Her mentors had warned her many times about what she was about to do, but right now, she needed to be the biggest threat in the room. She needed to unleash the nuclear power within her body, even though she could destroy everything around her. Even though she would lose control. No time to dwell on it.

As the demons swarmed, she bit her thumb. Power began spilling out of her. Several demons slashed a her skin, drawing more blood. More power, more madness. A cloak of orange energy swirled around her as the demons’ unholy screeches rang out. Lost in the feral rage, Felicity unleashed her power. She ripped and tore, decimating the demons, crushing their skulls, pulling limb from limb. All the while, they burned in the nuclear cloak and recoiled at the radiation bursting from her. Rage. Pure rage. This… this thing Felicity had chosen to let loose from its cage…

… was far more of a monster than any demon here was.