Chapter 28

As the demon woman laid limply on my tensed nervous body, we fell to the hardwood floor at speed that felt like an eternity.  Time was so extremely slowed, I feared I had already died, and this was going to be my hell for the rest of my soul’s existence.  We had yet to hit the floor, my fire orange palm still firmly applying pressure and pain to the demon woman, something inexplicable happened.  

The glossy black slime had slithered back out from the crack in the wall that it had sneakily squeaked through and hid much earlier in the adventure.  The puddle was much smaller in size but had instead compressed itself into a thicker composition, like a glossy black pancake inches tall.  My neck wrenched back to focus on the demon woman, she did not stand a chance against my powerful Latin etched glowing hand.  At least my min

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