Grinning broadly as they plummeted head first toward the ground, the demon let out a yell, "Yes!! Faster!!" With one arm wrapped around the shifter's dragon form securely, the demon began harnessing what looked like shadows into a ball within a few inches of the palm of his other hand, then as the dragon's belly grazed the ground and guards began to run after them he flung the ball of shadows back at them. The shadow attack didn't take very long to reach them and as it made contact with one of the guard's feet it caused an explosion exponentially bigger than it had been upon impact, tearing a few guards to pieces and casting pieces of their bodies in all directions from the explosion. The demon cackled from his belly as he looked back at the ensuing carnage, turning his head to look where they travelled and reaching his free arm up to pat the dragon on the shoulder heartily, "Excellent work, shifter."
As they flew along the countryside away from their former prison, Simion shouted at the demon from within his mind, fighting to once again take control of his own body though his screams were only in his mind. "Give me back control of my body, Agorroth!!" The demon heard him, but ignored his pleas as he was enjoying being able to fly for the first time in hundreds of years. A few moments later the demon began to gag audibly, then coughing near Dylan's dragon ears as he fought something that was invisible and inaudible. "Our holy father, who art in the heavens, give us this day..." The demon cast himself away from the dragon's body at that moment, spinning face down in circles toward the ground, "Now get yourself out of this one with your controlll..." Laughing and growling as he did, the demon left Simion's body to his own control again, his golden-hazel eyes snapping shut for a moment then opening wide as he realized he was free-falling toward a grassy plain from thousands of feet in the air. "Oh shit..." He spread his limbs out as wide as he could, trying to make as much resistance as possible to somewhat slow his fall, though gravity was definitely winning this battle. "DYLAAANNN!!"
The demon, Agorroth had all but disappeared from his mind, leaving him to fend for himself. If he survived this he was going to have to do something drastic in order to regain control of it, perhaps needing to conduct a summoning ritual to gain the powers of a different demon instead if this one had actually left his body. "Agorroth, you bastard!!" Simion began hyperventilating as got much nearer to the ground, panic-stricken and shaking, he still had so much that he needed to do and yet here he was about to die.
As they flew along the countryside away from their former prison, Simion shouted at the demon from within his mind, fighting to once again take control of his own body though his screams were only in his mind. "Give me back control of my body, Agorroth!!" The demon heard him, but ignored his pleas as he was enjoying being able to fly for the first time in hundreds of years. A few moments later the demon began to gag audibly, then coughing near Dylan's dragon ears as he fought something that was invisible and inaudible. "Our holy father, who art in the heavens, give us this day..." The demon cast himself away from the dragon's body at that moment, spinning face down in circles toward the ground, "Now get yourself out of this one with your controlll..." Laughing and growling as he did, the demon left Simion's body to his own control again, his golden-hazel eyes snapping shut for a moment then opening wide as he realized he was free-falling toward a grassy plain from thousands of feet in the air. "Oh shit..." He spread his limbs out as wide as he could, trying to make as much resistance as possible to somewhat slow his fall, though gravity was definitely winning this battle. "DYLAAANNN!!"
The demon, Agorroth had all but disappeared from his mind, leaving him to fend for himself. If he survived this he was going to have to do something drastic in order to regain control of it, perhaps needing to conduct a summoning ritual to gain the powers of a different demon instead if this one had actually left his body. "Agorroth, you bastard!!" Simion began hyperventilating as got much nearer to the ground, panic-stricken and shaking, he still had so much that he needed to do and yet here he was about to die.