Mesaraih was charging at the demon, ready to pounce, when the ground broke to have branches twist out of it and pin him to the wall. He struggled against the tight bind they had him in, but his arms were pinned to either side and he couldn't get them into any position with good leverage. He began to thrash in place, hoping to be able to slip through. The branches began to chafe, but he ignored them.<br/><br/>He watched as the demon turned towards Ester and began taunting her, seemingly still having the power to hold her in its thrall. Could it really read minds? How else would it know so much about them both? He briefly wondered what the demon was talking about as it looked over to him, feigning surprise, but he realized he shouldn't be particularly surprised. Ester had always seemed like she held secrets, probably dark ones.<br/><br/>Mesaraih looked down to the ground as the elf cast fire that began to eat away at the branches. His eyes glowed orange as the flames crept up closer to them, and he felt their heat intensely. They didn't harm him, however, and before he knew it they had consumed enough of the branches pinning him down to let him go free.<br/><br/>He tensed his muscles and rushed towards the demon, who seemed to have been tripped up. Before it could regain its composure, Mesaraih sank both of his blades into the demon's shoulder blades. It hissed violently, waving a hand behind it to send a gust of electric wind at him and sending him crashing back against a wall. Mesaraih sank to the ground, where he landed roughly and stayed for a few seconds to catch his breath. In that time, the demon was bringing forth more roots to bind him, but this time Mesaraih rolled out of the way. He vaulted himself up and positioned himself next to the demon, so that it would have a harder time directing the roots to capture him and not itself as well.<br/><br/>Then, he lunged at the demon and held onto its neck, bringing one of his daggers around to stab it in the eye. It gave a bloodcurdling shriek before suddenly, Mesaraih felt a deep-set cold shroud over his entire body. He was frozen momentarily in place, and the demon shook him off before sending a concentrated stream of lighting towards him. The ice that froze him in place crackled but stayed still as currents of purple electricity shook his body, which wanted to convulse but was frozen in place.<br/><br/>Then, the stream of electricity stopped, and the ice melted away, leaving Mesaraih panting heavily, a little twitchy, but still standing. The demon seemed to be tired, and he assumed it had run out of the energy to keep its spells going. It looked furious, especially with its maimed eye.