Scarlag moved backwards, feet scraping the ground, however he was too late. The wedge ripped off his arm and leg. He howled gripping his shoulder, green blood oozing out. He realized if he was to survive he had to flee back to the demon world. A yellow portal opened up beneath him and he disappeared from sight.<br/><br/>-—-—-—-—-—-—-–-—–——<br/><br/>I saw Scarlag hit dissapear and felt a sense of worry. The girl would be occupied by the buildings and Golom but the man would be coming after me. I felt that it was time for a tactical retreat. I wrote my phone number on a piece of paper and dropped it, hoping that he would notice it and not the hero. I grabbed my knife and slashed my wrist, screaming a little as I did. A jet black demon mare was summoned. They were fairly weak in a fight their only weapons being their fangs, however they were good for transport. I grabbed onto its back telling it to go to a safe house. I grip tight as consciousness leaves my body, and my world fades to black.