<div class="floatleft">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zC_-cv-cxCY/S32D-NvtSWI/AAAAAAAAARM/jTyh9rVWFvE/s320/s640x480.jpeg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Finadar Demon </strong>&<strong>Bell</strong><br/>East of the Tower Camp<br/>Day one, late afternoon (Sc- Gi)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The Finadar, sensing Suichin's hesitation, imposing it's own fear, the creature turned it's head around to rip the arrow's free of it's swelling eye sockets. Bell wriggled on the 'belly' of the creature, still forced against it's penis, again becoming coated with the vile liquid. She screamed now, very aware of what was happening to her.<br/><br/>The creature screamed in pain, once the eyes had been removed from it's face, the pain became enormous, it stretched all of the way through it's skull, and some how half way down it's body. It's grip loosened, and Bell was able to free herself of it's grasp. She was still weak, though, and carelessly rolled of the demon's 'pelvis' and onto the ground below. The mud felt cold, and more than refreshing. She was surprisingly aware, in the wake of a concussion, she spun on to all fours and tried to move with the creature so that she could stay underneath, and away from it's horrific fingers. She arched her head upwards, and rolled through the puddles and brush. the Finadar was growing frustrated. It could only keep it's focus on one human or the other.