Darakus heard Farish muttering the Great Wall Barrier spell and frowned. When he heard what the halfling had to say next, his smile returned "Soundproof, huh?" he asked. Knowing none of the people on this side of the barrier would understand him, he began to swear things in the demonic tongue that were he a human, he would not have known the extent of the things he was saying. Even his father, who was still hidden in his shadow, was disgusted at some of the things he had said, Jerakea didn't want to give away his location if their current enemy was a group of demons.<br/><br/>He ended his swearing with an incantation. Although it was still in the demonic tongue so that it seemed the entire thing was one long spell and not a string of swear words following the spell, he was fairly certain it was at least a little obvious he had been cursing. "Sralel Kapornic Aletinoc Xernel" he yelled. He had never figured out why, but this particular spell had to be said at a rather high volume to make it work, and therefore was horrible to use during an ambush. factoring in the soundproof barrier, he figured it wouldn't matter as long as his aim wasn't thrown off by-. he quickly dismissed that thought and began to concentrate.<br/><br/>A moment later five of the nearest demons who had been pounding on the magic wall, apparently screaming in anger, were immediately struck by hundreds of small daggers that fell from what looked like a small group of storm clouds. The screams of anger quickly turned to those of agonizing pain, and then they were silent. Not that anyone on this side of the wall could hear them scream, but Darakus was still laughing at their pain in a way that betrayed his demonic heritage.<br/><br/>Noticing the looks he was getting, he stopped himself in mid-cackle. "Sorry about that." he said following Farish's advice and heading toward the back. turning to the young halfling, he calmly stated the next sentence so that no one could hear it but himself, Farish and Chizu. "If you want to know why I don't engage in battles like this often, ask me when we are alone." then he walked out as if nothing had been said.<br/><br/>Jerakea, however had heard everything, and was a bit worried. what was making his son hold back, and where had that demonic laughter come from if he had apologized for it?