Bab 336: Refusal to Submit

Doevm sat with clenched fists in one of the eastern classrooms, his pitch black eyes staring aimlessly at a blank wall. The smell of black powder drifted into his nose. 'They took down Thomas,' he thought. 'Our connection is still present so I can tell that he's spent. I need more time but that damned Grand Shaman…I can't fight two battles at once.' He let out a long sigh, and his breath fogged the air.

Ice statues lay about the room, depicting demons in extremely accurate detail. The fear was frozen on their faces. Olpi grasped the concept of compound magic well before the other four Demis, and had proven it. "What happens if they melt?" she asked.

"If they melt," Doevm echoed with a chuckle. He sent a mental command to the Giant, which shattered them with a single swing of its stony arm. The Demis barely reacted as the pieces of demon bounced off their torn pants.