Either the demon with the mace was overestimating himself, underestimating Farish, or had never encountered a magic barrier before, because he charged again as soon as he'd steadied himself. The heavy metal weapon was lifted high above his head, perhaps to use gravity for extra strength when the attack hit... or it was just meant to look flashy. Either way, when the blow came down it was interrupted. It contacted with the boy's force field then repelled the blow. The demon stumbled backwards a few steps and promptly had his neck broken by one of the better fighters in the room, a large, bald man with twin punch daggers.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"You heal them up and get them out of here. I'll keep them off of you."</span>The man was shouting to compensate for the noise of the battle. The boy breathed deeply, allowing the aura to fade and dissipate, then he nodded and smiled at the man. "Thank you."<br/><br/>They each turned back to their own jobs. One by one Farish and Chizu saw to the sprawling injured and directed them to the back exit, while meanwhile, the big man ended any demons that got too close to their portion of the tavern. It would seem that this level of ambush was manageable with the people sheltering themselves from the rain that day. Farish smiled and held Chizu in his arms as she jumped up at him after healing the last of the Inn patrons. The boy took a moment more to observe what was left of the battle and called out. "We're done, Sir. You can meet my friends outside when you've finished." It was only a suggestion, but Farish thought this big man, though dangerous as an opponent, didn't seem like a bad person. Chizu didn't seem to have any notable problems with him either. The Wind Sprite climbed up her friend to stand with a back paw on each shoulder and the other two on the top of his head, and they both took their leave casually out the back door.