"Don't need to tell me twice," Guts responded to Libra, clutching his Dragon Slayer tightly and awaiting an opening.
With Etrigan holding Luca in his grasp, he glared warily at the group, before his attention was drawn by Morte, the skull's crude rhymes seeming to be surprisingly effective in distracting him for a little while. He bared his sharp teeth at the skull menacingly, his grip on Luca's neck tightening ever so slightly, before just in the nick of time, Libra managed to cast his spell, the magic stunning the demon and eliciting a pained groan from him. In an instinctive move, he shoved Luca away, sending her stumbling right into Libra as she let out a surprised yelp. Etrigan stood there, vulnerable for a hot second, and it was all Guts needed.
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"UuuurrrryyyyaaaaAAAHH!!"
Guts swung his massively thick Dragon Slayer toward Etrigan, making sure to hit him with the width of his blade in order to avoid a lethal hit. He didn't particularly enjoy holding himself back like this, especially with a demon, but if this was what they wanted, then so be it. The width of the blade slammed into the demon like a metal pole, slamming him through the wall and outside the building once again. From there, the Black Swordsman attempted to advance onward, stepping out of the brothel in order to pin down Etrigan, but stopped when a voice in the air was heard by everyone.
"Retreat, my pets. That is quite enough. I shall handle the rest," it spoke, and with that, Etrigan's head shot up toward the sky like a parrot. Growling, he gave Guts and the others a hateful glare, before seeming to relent, but not before making one last move.
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FWOOSH!
Opening his mouth, a stream of fire arose, heading right at Guts, who was forced to lift his thick sword to defend against it, giving Etrigan the opportunity to turn around and leap away, propelling himself several feet into the air as he ran away, faster than anyone was able to keep up with.
"Etrigan!! Etrigan, get your dumb arse back here!!" Constantine's voice suddenly came from the blue as he was seen running toward the group, shaking his fist in an almost comical manner as he looked up at the fleeing demon. With a sigh, he pinched the bridge of his nose, shaking his head briefly. "Dammit..."
With that, he turned toward Guts and the group, putting his hands in his pockets. "You lot alright?"
Luca, meanwhile, awkwardly pulled herself away from Libra after recovering from the ordeal, having stumbled right into him before. Sheepishly rubbing her arm, she looked up toward him, pursing her lips. "Oh, jeez... How many times are you gonna have to save my sorry self? Thank you..."
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"Hey don't mention it," Morte replied to Luca as he floated up to the two. "Looks like he was too scared to take me up on my offer, I ain't worried about that overgrown pee stain no more!"
This being the second time Etrigan caused Libra to crash into others (fortunately this time someone who wasn't a massive muscular warrior with a giant sword), Libra could only watch as Etrigan escaped, before turning back to Luca. Gods, how embarrassing, but he could feel himself rather flustered by it, as well as how quickly Luca pulled away. Used to this type of situation he was not. "Er...yes. I'm just relieved you're all right. Had he taken you away, I..." The memory of his wrathful urge bubbled up, but only a moment. "If anyone is injured, I can heal you. Lindel? Morte? Are you two all right?"
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"Oh? Oh yeah just peachy, priest." Came Morte's absent minded reply. "Nothin' a good glass of milk will fix!"
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