While Zick cursed the red-haired man who was standing amongst the first circle, he noticed Jonathan making a weird face. 'what's going on, wasn't he going to show off his talent or something? Why did he stop?'
"Hmph. You weak mortals funny me. You dare stand here and make such a bold statement"
Immediately everyone remembered what Jonathan had just said, 'Yes, look here demon, today you shall know of the might of my God and I'. Which made adjust their stance a bit cautiously.
"Let me remind you. You are only you and your God is Himself. You are alone." The demon said with a calm and firm voice. "Now let me show you how to use an artefact".
Immediately the demon finished speaking, the entire hall shook slowly. He raised both of his hands slowly sideways, then stopped halfway before he reached half point. Thrusting his right hand slowly to the left side and his left to the right as they crossed each other in front of him, the circle that was used to constrict him broke and the light produced by the circle that shown around him seemed to fade away like dust through air.
At the sight of this happening, Jonathan couldn't wrap his head around what was going on. In fact, none of them could. Just a while ago, the demon was just standing still within the circle and the next moment they were the ones standing within the circle of the building as the doors which Jonathan had left open when he entered the hall magically shot itself close with quite the force.
Everybody scattered as they tried to escape. Unfortunately for them, this slaughter house had no windows, only one way in or out, and no lights either, just big candles that hung around the room on the walls. The only other space for ventilation was on the ceiling, but no human being could jump that high, not even Captain America, with all his glory.
Soon after the now stranded exorcists realised that there was no room for escape, the demon seemed to have vanished, as a blast of air spawned at the spot where he was standing. The next thing the people who were at the side of the door saw were bodies at the other sides of the wall falling down lifelessly as blood spew on the walls and floor. This brought a sense of madness to some as they had never experienced such a sight in their lives and now it was happening in all the millions of pixels the human eyes offer.
As they let out their screams of terror, the room soon returned to silence as the demon who was inhabiting the body of the boy turned to look at the ones making the noise. They just went quiet without the demon even motioning a movement, with no blood spilling at as though their souls just left the body.
"Hmm, such tasty souls." The demon said after licking his lips from left to right as he floated slightly above ground, just enough for his feet not to touch the floor. He moved to where Jonathan was trying to hide the best he could (at least he thought he was). "Ahhh. You must wonder what exactly went wrong, aren't you?"
Jonathan dare not look the demon who he had spoken ill of in the face just moments ago. He was dead scared as the demon rose its hands reading to strike. His heart began beating faster than 'the flash's' feet would need to tap the ground if he ran one revolution around the earth in 7years.
"Unfortunately, I am not one who likes to explain why things happen." As the demon completed its last word it slit Jonathan's throat, but as he tried to move, his head rolled over, hitting the floor to reveal the fact that although it looked like a slit, it was a cut that ran through to the other side.
Now the only survivors left were Nelson, who was affected the most by the rebound of the formation, after it was forcefully broken by the demon, which caused internal bleeding serious enough for him to still be dropping blood from his mouth. Zick had the least amount of spiritual energy and had collapsed earlier when the formation broke. Beside Nelson were two others who held him in support.
...
While all this was happening, the priest finally arrived at the parish. Like out of a movie scene the, his car drifted as it came to a halt. He came out of the car, scanned the area a bit before focusing his gaze on the building where the evil energy was coming from. "I need to get the crucifix fast, the situation has gotten much more serious."
...
The demon turned to face the remaining of the thirty-two exorcists who had come to stop him. The look on the faces of the two that held Nelson was as if they had lived a full day in a nightmare, although it had only been 23minutes since they entered the hall. As the demon opened its mouth to speak, a loud bang interrupted it, as one half of the door flew towards him, barely missing the heads of the two supporting Nelson and over the demon who was in the body of the little boy. The priest rushed in immediately with a few others before motioning for them to stop.
As the priest looked around, what he saw was truly inexpressible. His eyes opening wide for a few seconds then coming back to a calm gazed focused on the boy floating above ground a few meters in front of him. "You are a vile creature. Now that I have arrived, I'll be sending you back to hell where you came from."
With that, the priest said not a single word more as he made two signs with the fingers on his right hand at chest level, while clasping the 2metre long crucifix at the middle point in his other hand. A wave of energy that triggered the survivability instincts of the demon to run emanated from the priest, and a more intense version from the crucifix.
"What is this? I can't believe something this weak can push me back. Hmph..." then the demon continued in his mind 'it must be this vessel, I cannot release anything over 5 percent of my power if not it'll breakdown completely. I can barely hold it together even after strengthening it with life essence (when he sucked the woman's physical flesh earlier) and spiritual energy.' Then it spoke its thoughts unknowingly, "I need to find another vessel immediately that can exert more of my power."
The priest, wasting no time, attacks the demon with a supernatural speed that surprised everybody, even the demon it-self. This is not something a human should be able to do, or is the priest equally a monster himself? As the observers thought to themselves, the priest was doing well enough to match the demon's movements, not lagging too much behind as the demon was still a little faster, constantly lashing out attacks and drawing back to defend.
Amongst the seminarians that entered with the priest, someone spoke with a confused expression on his face while trying to follow the movements of the two fighting before them, even though they only saw them when they clashed or planted their feet on the ground reading for a big jump which was only for a slit second;
"Hey.. Is the crucifix supposed to be used in that manner? Or am I seeing wrong?"
"You still see it as just a crucifix? After seeing it being used as a pole-arm weapon like that, it makes you wonder why it was made so unbelievably sturdy and the way it is."
"Good thing its that slim. Otherwise, this would be unthinkable"
During this time, Nelson had stopped bleeding and was watching everything transpire with his back against the walls next to the doors or where the doors used to be. The ones supporting him had also dragged Zick to his side. Zick was awake now, but his energy was yet to recover.
The priest fought the demon for about 2minutes before the demon's strength, speed and perceptiveness started dwindling. It wasn't because the demon was merely weakening, but because his vessel had reached its limit and was about to break. Noticing that, the priest sort to drag the battle until the vessel used up. At the exact moment, the demon also recalled that he noticed a human who had a mysterious spiritual energy within him who was among the people who attempted to exorcise him.
It felt like someone sealed the energy deep within this human. The strange energy was not his concern, the fact that this person had this in him meant whoever put it in there knows that he will be able to handle it in the future. This roughly translates to "this boy will make for a suitable vessel".
The demon clashed with the priest's crucifix, which sent him tumbling backwards until his back jammed the wall with so much force that it caused quite a large crack. The priest took a stance with the crucifix in hand, breathing in and out slowly and calmly. While, the demon struggled to stand as it placed one arm on its knee, breathing harder than the priest as his body broke away like clay brick. Anyone who didn't know what was happening would think an adult was bullying a child as the 6'1 feet tall priest stood ready to charge at a kid.
"you've had your fun long enough."
After he said that, he moved so fast that the priest couldn't react on time to where Zick was. Placing his index finger on Zick's forehead, the body of the boy fell to the ground as Zick started shouting and screaming in agonizing pain of his soul being ripped out of its body. Zick finally fell to the ground, but Nelson couldn't come any closer to help or check up on him, as he was too afraid to do so. All he could think of was backing away from Zick.
Zick's body lay there lifeless on the floor as the sound of clouds rumbling could once again be heard inside the hall. As everyone waited in anticipation, he's body twitched a little before he stood up sluggishly.
His lowered head which was pointing his feet rose. All that was visible in Zick's eyes was a deep black glassy set of eyes that stared at them while letting out a little smile.
"Ahhh..."