The demon bared its teeth, snapping its jaws so dangerously close to your throat. Its claws were digging into your side, drawing blood as you squirm beneath it.

A sword is driven into its back, exiting through the heart of the demon. It stills on top of you and then quickly disappears in a black cloud of smoke.

Ghost appears behind it, holding the sword. He kneels down beside you, laying the sword down and lifting your shirt up. "Shit"