Shula was starting to get sick of the fight. All she wanted to do was go home, lay down, and sleep for what felt like decades. She steadied herself again, seeing the hilt of Faelan's sword sticking out of the creatures side. The demon was hulking over the man now and she launched herself forward, blowing fire to distract the creature from Faelan. It seemed to work and it screeched again, turning it's attention to her. She slid underneath it's massive body, her clawed feet dragging the dirt on the ground. She popped up on the other side, grabbing Fealan's sword and using all the strength she could to slice it downwards, more of it's disgusting, sludgy blood dribbling from it's body. She avoided another swipe from it's hand, roughly bringing the sword down and cleanly slicing through it's soft flesh.<br/><br/>The creature screeched, it's throat gurgling before a torrent of acid and blood spewed from it's mouth. It seemed to be reaching it's last leg and Shula jumped on top of the creature, plunging the sword in-between one set of shoulder blades to keep her from falling off the creature. She dug in her claws, pulling the sword from it's flesh one more time as she sent Faelan's blade directly into the creature's head. There was the sound of grating bone and the creature slumped on the ground, taking it's last breath and it's body went still.<br/><br/>Shula was breathing hard and she pulled the sword from the demon's head, hopping down from it's body. She felt her knees almost buckle underneath her and she held onto the hilt, preventing herself from collapsing. She was bleeding heavily from the acid burns she had, her skin oozing blood and still burning from the acid. After gaining her balance once more she went over to Faelan, sitting down next to him and handing the man his sword.<br/><br/>"You dropped this." She said, winded.