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Cal didn't move for a moment, he was sure his nose was broken. Cal couldn't see out of one eye, and blood was running down his face. Cal kneed Emute in the stomache, just barely getting her off. He winced, the pain hitting him in one stroke. He had dropped his swords, but pulled out his last flask of holy water, unscrewing the cap and spraying some of it at her. Cal backed away, pulling out a knife, dripping some holy water on the blade. If he was a demon he could've given her a run for her money, but as a human, no.

Emute coughed as burns showed on her skin. The skin pealing and sliding into her bones. "Ey nice job." She said though with a fast kick without even using her arms she kicked him into another tree. This time taking her claymore and plunging it into the back of his leg. Not in a death point, but enough to make him fall in mercy. "Done yet?"

Emute stood at hunched over sorry excuse for a body. "Hurts Dun' it." She stated blunty. Kicking him again. "You really shouldn't have took me on. Running like all the other mortal's in this town, would have been a better idea." She said. Looking at him, debating on wether or not to leave him limp, after stabbing him.

Emute's eyes snapped open from there evil sneer. She opened her mouth. A surprised look scattering her. She fell backwards comepletely. Her eyes shutting feeling the holy water pass throughout her body and bloodstream. Panicked breaths faintly escaping her mouth. She couldnt do it though, it wasnt working. She passed out though you could tell something was happening. As the circle around her appeared in a green eerie glow. Almost healing her. She pulled the sword out and threw it to the ground. Coughing her eyes still shut. Hawk wings peircing through her back her claws streching longer, and her teeth and fangs growing longer and point. Her bird flew into her claymore and the claymore grew strength. When her eyes snatched open they were the demon form. "You Dumb Mortal!" She yelled grabbing her claymore she drove it threw his back and into his spine. "Die..........."

Emute was panting and low pitched harsh growls were heard from her mouth. She grabbed the claymore taking it out, only to drive it into his upper back. She was plunging it to the point were she grabbed him and pulled the sword threw him. She held it shivering and her hand quaked beneath it. "I ******** hate you..."

Emute left the claymore there. Driving it into him pinning him to the ground. She pushed her sleeve up. Then with a bloody knife below Xaggeta's name. She carved 'Calvin Taylor Moore' on her arm with ink. "Yeah you b*****d. Goes to show how much love hurts." she stated. Though after moments she was shaking her head, though she kept in her hawk form waiting for him to die. Or atleast pass out.

((Hey, Emute, I need your help, sence Wyatt cant be on right now, I was wondering if you would come to the demon buillding, or hell if you will, and help Xagetta, with his little mission, I feal king of stupid posting to my self.))