Aamu grinned at Salem, all rows of her teeth shining bright white against the black of her formless mass. She dropped what was left of the knight, which was a heavily damaged, hole-ridden platebody, and cocked her head apologetically. The blackish mist filtered out of the metal armor and pooled next to her.<br/><br/>Joe smiled at Salem's comment, and then snidely remarked, "Hey, remember! Size doesn't matter!" While Joe was dicking around (pun?), Aamu wasted no time latching onto another knight with her claws, digging in. The knight swung its sword, but promptly missed. She threw the knight at Joe, who obviously was caught off guard.<br/><br/>Her boy barely had enough time to react before landing a well placed hit into the mesh of the knight's neck. He cleaved the neck from the body with his axe. He smiled briefly, and then frowned. "Why do you always do that when I'm having a good time?" he asked accusingly, and then the beheaded armor grabbed onto him, slamming him onto the ground and then kicking him in the gut.<br/><br/>Joe let out a choked noise, but didn't seem to be worse for wear. He rolled out of the way and stood up, then delivered a well-placed kick to the knight's chest. It crashed to the ground, where Aamu promptly clawed the armor to shreds. They both looked around intently for their next opponent.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>The centipede demon skittered towards the basement, quick on its feet. It entered a large room, where it curled around a support column. Sand dripped from its mouth, collecting on the floor and building a small mound like it would from an hour glass.<br/><br/>"Chicken out so soon, Kazarn?" a feminine voice teased. The centipede craned its neck to the opposing column, where a small girl was leaning. "I thought you said you'd pick them off one by one so I wouldn't have to do anything."<br/><br/>The centipede rolled its back and almost seemed to shrug. Its mandibles twitched idly.<br/><br/>"Chatty today," she muttered, removing a bang from over her eye. "No matter. They're probably here for the<span style="font-style: italic">sssssnake</span>." Her eyes moved down towards her hands, a pair of glinting fisticuffs visible in the faint light. A few particles of sand dripped from her clenched fists.