"I have a name you know, Tyron."
Biford/Fate/Tyron had lost all the color in his eye, and now I was staring into a large pair of black beads. Dark veins covered his exposed flesh where there weren't chains already sprouting. Even a pair of black horns had ripped through the flesh of his forehead. Tyron no longer looked human.
"Those don't matter anymore! This is your Fate to LOSE TO ME!"
The last part came screamed in a demonic roar that had some weight, pushing us back only slightly. I looked to each girl and received smiles in return. Everyone was ready for battle, and we started forward, but a massive black circle that shone with unholy light surrounded Tyron.
More demons were starting to appear from the circle, but the demon inside Tyron absorbed them as fast as it produced them.
"Nothing spared. Pump your spells into me and Tilly, relaunch me!"
