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All I could think of was destruction. I needed to destroy, to maim, to kill. But a spark of something surged—I needed to flee. More than anything, I knew I needed to escape.
The demons scurried back, their faces pale. One tried closing the door, but I shoved my arm out and grabbed the door. I ripped off its hinges as if it was paper, and threw it aside. The door broke against the wall with a loud boom.
The demons shifted into their ugly forms and attacked me.
I ripped through those two as more came through the next door. Some demons came at me hand in hand; others threw their darkfire at me.
With a growl, I swiped my paw at one of the ugliest demons, opening three big gashes on his neck and chest. He folded at my feet and I stomped over his body.
A larger darkfire bolt hit me square in the chest, sending me back a few feet. I roared as rage filled my veins. I charged ahead, taking several demons down.
Escape.
Kill.
Escape.
Kill.
It was a war inside me.
I kept on moving, taking as many demons as I could along the way, but always advancing. Making my way to the second door, up the stairs, then through the outer door and into the forest.
Here, more demons surrounded the prison entrance, their backs to me, and they were fighting someone on the other side.
I didn’t care. All I cared about was killing.
Escape!
I advanced on the back of several demons before they knew what was happening. I ripped out their throats, pulled off their heads, and broke their backs. We advanced into the forest and into the back garden, behind the pool house.
Among the chaos, I saw the three figures fighting the demons—two females and a male. Did I know them? It didn’t matter, I had to kill them.
Kill.
Escape!
A power like no other hit me in the side. I skidded several feet and growled at the demon who had struck me.
“Don’t kill him!” the demon told the others. “I need him alive.”
I turned to the demon and charged at him. He threw his hand out and a big bolt of darkfire flew out of his fingers. It exploded against me, pushing me back into the air and back several feet. I fell on my side and groaned, a little dazed.
Kill.
Kill!
While I was down, demons surrounded me, but I killed a handful of them and turned to the demon whose blood I craved. Beside him, a witch laughed. She threw her dark magic at me. I jumped to the side, escaped her strike, and snarled at her. I knew her. Somehow, I knew her and I loathed her.
Destroy! Kill!
I wanted to get to her, to him. I wanted to rip their chests open, to eat their hearts—
“Shane,” someone said.
Who was Shane? I didn’t care. I had to kill. I had to flee.
I ripped through half a dozen of demons, then saw an opening through the woods. I fell on all fours and ran.
