( The demon tenses as the man seems to come at him again — except the man's tricked him, moving quickly for Luna instead. Struggling against her, grabbing her wand from her grasp before anyone can do anything to stop him.
The demon howls, absolutely livid. He's ready to strike, only barely kept back by the pressure Luna's increasing at his shoulder, but the thought is a desperately growing one — the man can't be allowed to keep her wand. It's hers, it's how she channels her magic, it's of utmost importance, he'll rip the man piece by piece to get it back—
Then comes the mental instruction, and despite his growing rage, Paimon understands clearly. Her wand can't be harmed. He has to be careful; he knows his own power, now. He understands, synched with Luna even despite her wrongness this month; the demon is still tethered to the witch in a particular way. He knows. He's with her.
Get. Him.
And Paimon lunges as Luna does, letting her go for the man's arm while he targets the rest of him. He grabs for the other arm, the one with the broken bones, intentionally targeting an area that's already Pained. He can practically feel it, those waves of pain. The demon latches onto mutilated fingers, quickly pulls that broken hand to his mouth and bites down as hard as he can.
There's a sickening crunch as his teeth make contact with the bones that are already shattered, and his fingers dig into the man's arm to latch on harder, nails driving in. He bites, and bites again, each push driving him in harder. )
cw: demon munching some broken bones
The demon howls, absolutely livid. He's ready to strike, only barely kept back by the pressure Luna's increasing at his shoulder, but the thought is a desperately growing one — the man can't be allowed to keep her wand. It's hers, it's how she channels her magic, it's of utmost importance, he'll rip the man piece by piece to get it back—
Then comes the mental instruction, and despite his growing rage, Paimon understands clearly. Her wand can't be harmed. He has to be careful; he knows his own power, now. He understands, synched with Luna even despite her wrongness this month; the demon is still tethered to the witch in a particular way. He knows. He's with her.
Get. Him.
And Paimon lunges as Luna does, letting her go for the man's arm while he targets the rest of him. He grabs for the other arm, the one with the broken bones, intentionally targeting an area that's already Pained. He can practically feel it, those waves of pain. The demon latches onto mutilated fingers, quickly pulls that broken hand to his mouth and bites down as hard as he can.
There's a sickening crunch as his teeth make contact with the bones that are already shattered, and his fingers dig into the man's arm to latch on harder, nails driving in. He bites, and bites again, each push driving him in harder. )