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Damian glared at the impudent man in front of him. This was really starting to piss him off.
"Do not dare profane the language of my father again c'thani" He hissed, his eyes becoming pools of dark. "You will be punished greatly for this offense."
Damian raised his hand, pointing a single finger at the man before him.
"Темный огонь" He hissed, thrusting his palm forward as he did.
A massive inferno of black fire erupted from Damian's palm, twisting and leaping in an enormous tidal wave of lightless heat.

((How exactly are you dodging this "big fire"? Because I'm not reading anything that says you do.))

Damian glared harder at the man, but now a thin smile played across his face. This man was going to die. And he was going to enjoy killing him.
He snapped his hand down, withdrawing the black fire and concentrating it into a sword.
"Prepare yourself c'thani" He hissed, "You will soon be resting in the land of my father."
Damian raised the sword, and began, swirling it in a circle and thrusting it forward, revealing a rip in the air.
"K'thanu, c'thani, morgath du tulu meit shi talu" The rip expanded and began to howl, pulling in small amounts of air and dirt, "B'rnitu x'thu, grnui furgan du sl'tiani!" He pronounced the last word with a deep roar that ripped through the tear in space, causing it to expand into a large black portal, a portal the howled with the desire for human flesh.

Zahzi looked at the hole, his eye started to twitch.
"Oh, you've got to be F***ING KIDDING ME!!!" he said, before he dashed over to an allyway, to find cover.

When he finally did, he sat down behind it, looking over his ammunition.
"Only have twenty-four of these things in the clips...(12 per each gun)
...Better make them count!" he said, sliding the clip back in.

Amnity began running now. She had to get the hell out of there, find some cover behind a house or a building or something. She prayed that something good will happen...That she would live through the night...Because right now her chances were very low. She looked back when another howl filled the sky, then suddenly-WHAM! She slammed right into Malcolm. Amnity fell backwards, the small flame burning out as she hit the floor. Immediately, she took out her revolver and pulled the hammer back, cocking the weapon. "станьте пламенем!" Another flame appeared over her palm, she pointed her gun at the person she had bumped into. But when she saw that it was Malcolm, a wave of relief washed over her. "Malcolm!"

Amnity got up and dusted herself off, holstering her revolver. "Appeared?...Who?" She looked around too, wondering how just one person could do all of this. "What's happening?..."

Malcolm looked at Amnity in surprise.
"So that means... I still have time...'
He raised his hand above his head, pointing a single finger at the sky.


Damian did not move, did not even blink, as the bullet pierced his skin. He looked down at the small hole, a smile playing across his dark features.
"Foolish human.." He said, "Did you not listen?"
The bullet fell to the ground, the hole sealing behind it, and Damian smiled again, staring through the darkness at the man with the gun. His eyes shifted, revealing a small red circle in the center of his eye, he brought his eyes to meet the mans, the red circles focusing to a crimson point, pulling the man towards him in their hypnotic stare.

"выйдите из темноты, существо ночи!!"

The words cut through the darkness, pulsating with a blinding light. Damian whirled to face the light, a look of fear on his face.
"B'our ngalti!" He roared, vanishing into the dark portal, the rest of the darkness following him.

He looked over at where Damian had left, his gun actually glowing.
He had it aimed at where he was, but slowly lowered it, when he left.
"Damn goths, and their evil tricks..." he said, in an annoyed tone.