Oni's eyes slowly glared at Anala, he tried to pull his hand off, but he couldn't move it. Anala's frail-looking arm held him tight, blood vessels bulging around her bony wrist.
Noticing that something had gone horribly off, Oni swung a kick at Anala's forearm and smacked her arm away, lunging back with sweat dripping across his face. "Old woman, who are you?" He asked with a growl.
"I do not answer demons' questions." She said, taking her robe off, "They answer mine. Why are you going after my talented students?" She glared at him, the veins on her body moving on their own, her joints cracked as she pulled a tiny pill and swallowed it.
Oni pulled his great sword and swung it down, unleashing a massive storm of black flames that burned anything before him in a hundred-yard cone. Shishia gasped, "My Lord! You'll kill the shadow spirit!"
"Shut up! Shishia!" Oni screamed, "That old woman, get ready, we're facing someone competent."
