Ray stayed silent as Fwrthyn dodged his attacks. When darkness in the form of tornadoes were sent at him he simply relit his tails and slashed through them dissipating the darkness.

"Interesting. But how could you no longer be a demon?"

Ray let the fire return to how it was before. Against someone who wasn't a demon the fire would make little difference. Plus this one couldn't be turned against him... Usually... This thing was different.

Ray launched himself forward using his speed to attack quickly. His tails growing as needed to, his sword flashing in the air as it changed direction quickly.

"Well, you tell me what defines a demon. Is it their ability from their bodies? Their motive?" he asked.

"How about a demon who no longer exists in a "demon" body and is simply made up of particles of which things can simply go in and out with no fault inflicting onto the demon itself?" Fwrthyrn quizzed.

Narrowing his eyes and snarling, Fwrthyrn prepared himself. With a crack, vines erupted from his well-being, entangling itself onto Rayil's tails. The sword was something more.

"And what about you? Fire angel. How about a little water?" Fwrthyrn half teased and half mocked as he distanced himself and the angel's sword, waiting.

Ray laughed, "This fire doesn't destroy the body. It destroys the essence of the demon... which in extension destroys the body, etc."

Ray simply made his tails into dust and made new ones when they were grasped by the vines...

"As to water... Unless it is magical water I don't care. And really water won't stop me. I always find a way."

Ray launched himself at the demon once more... His sword blurring, his tails wheeling...

"Oh really?" Fwrthyrn raised an eyebrow, his voice brimming with sarcasm. "How delightful."

In truth, he had never heard of such things. Were the angels really gathering their act now? The demon chuckled to himself. Yeah right. How could the fire find an essence to destroy if there wasn’t one already?

His vines shrivelled up and disappeared. "So do I," Fwrthyrn muttered.

Deciding to take the hit this time, the demon grunted from the blow of both sword and tails. The sword pierced his inside, causing Fwrthyrn to take a deep intake of breath from the realisation, the impact. The tails just emphasised the pain even more and sent him sprawling to the ground.

Groaning, Fwrthyrn could hardly raise himself from the pressure on top of him. Even though it wasn’t physically there, the darkness was crowding his vision, wanting to end his consciousness altogether.