The demon recovered quicker than Mesaraih could have expected, and before long it was holding both him and Ester at bay with its lightning spells. Mesaraih writhed in place, doing everything he could to avoid convulsing around the ground like a fish out of water, and when he heard it claim that they couldn't hope to kill it, a bit of dread began edging its way into him. They had potentially tangled with something that was far too strong for them. If only Tal and Valehna were here to help...<br/><br/>All of a sudden, the shocks of electricity vanished, along with the demon. Mesaraih stood bent over, with one knee on the ground, his body still twitchy from the remnants of the lightning. He looked over to Ester, who also didn't appear to be doing great. As he looked around the room, he saw everything that had made it look homely and inviting vanish. He had definitely consorted with too many Fade creatures in the last few days, and he didn't like it one bit.<br/><br/>Mustering up his strength, he stood upright again and began walking to the door, not wanting to be in the house a second longer. He paused by it and looked back. "Are you alright?" he asked Ester. He couldn't tell whether she was hurt, or just shaken from the fight.