11-13-2008, 09:12 AM
With a gruesome and disfigured roar, the tentacle demon thrashed its tentacles around blindly as she punched its eye. Angry, it fires its tentacles off in random directions, occasionally wrapping around a tree and uprooting it, trying to find and hit Daisy.
The Grim ruffed at her playfully, using his shadow speed to playfully evade the massive demon's punches, he knew one hit from those powerful fists could send him straight back to Hell. Without warning, Kalkalborn roared, and with speed not meant for large demons such as himself, launched all six of his arms at Grim, catching him by surprise. The Demon gripped all four of the Devil-Dog's paws, hindlegs and forelegs as well as his neck and tail. Kalkalborn licked his crimson fangs and tore into The Grim's chest, tearing out dark-furred flesh as the Dog's ribs were exposed.
The Grim yelped loudly, whimpering in pain as he tried to fight the Demon's strong arms, but he couldn't move. His black blood splashed the grass, steaming. With a snarl, the Shadow formed into two scythes and severed two of Kalkalborn's arms cleanly, freeing one of his forelegs and his neck. He latches his fangs onto Kalkalborn's throat.
The demon whinnied like a horse and stomped and thrashed on the sand and grass, trying to tear the Devil-Dog away from his throat.
The Grim ruffed at her playfully, using his shadow speed to playfully evade the massive demon's punches, he knew one hit from those powerful fists could send him straight back to Hell. Without warning, Kalkalborn roared, and with speed not meant for large demons such as himself, launched all six of his arms at Grim, catching him by surprise. The Demon gripped all four of the Devil-Dog's paws, hindlegs and forelegs as well as his neck and tail. Kalkalborn licked his crimson fangs and tore into The Grim's chest, tearing out dark-furred flesh as the Dog's ribs were exposed.
The Grim yelped loudly, whimpering in pain as he tried to fight the Demon's strong arms, but he couldn't move. His black blood splashed the grass, steaming. With a snarl, the Shadow formed into two scythes and severed two of Kalkalborn's arms cleanly, freeing one of his forelegs and his neck. He latches his fangs onto Kalkalborn's throat.
The demon whinnied like a horse and stomped and thrashed on the sand and grass, trying to tear the Devil-Dog away from his throat.
![[Image: self_centered_coyote_by_kerol-d2zmoca.png]](http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd505/Frisky_E_Coyote/Frisk%20Me/self_centered_coyote_by_kerol-d2zmoca.png)
"I don't suffer from insanity, I enjoy every minute of it!"
