"Wha-what?" Sean's eyes widened when he saw that his move had no effect. Before he could move back, the man grabbed his arm and pulled him in, kneeing him in the face. Sean flew back, blood spilling from his face, and slammed onto the floor. He was too dazed to move, and he could feel the red liquid run down his mouth. The slightly metallic taste of blood stirred the demon once again.<br/><br/>"I told you he was different."<br/><br/>Sean groaned, "I wasn't expecting this," he managed to think.<br/><br/>"Looks like any type of normal attack won't work, not even my power can stop him."<br/><br/>"Then what can we do?"<br/><br/>"Run. I can lend you some power. Grab the girl and run, you can't win. All you can do is live to fight another day."<br/><br/>Sean nodded, and soon he could feel his skin tingle as the blood in his system began to energize. The demonic ability to use his own blood to power his electricity: Bloodbolt. Sean stood abruptly, letting the energy empower him. He looked at the man angrily, and before he could do anything, Sean had run past him, grabbed the girl, and run down the opposite corridor. He may have lost this fight, but he was sure he would meet that man again. The next time would end differently though. The next time they met, one of them would be dead.