The daemonion reversed and shot toward Keriya. Viran saved her, wielding fire at the monster and forcing it to dematerialize.
“Do you ever listen to anything anyone says?” he asked, scanning the skies to see where the creature would appear next, while fending off a blow from a Moorfainian halberdier.
“No.”
“I imagine we’d both have easier lives if you’d start to do that,” Viran growled, narrowing in on a splotch of darkness hovering to their left. Sheathing his sword with a flourish, he produced another dagger—how many of those could he hide in his clothes?—and hurled it at the darkness as it coalesced into the red-striped daemonion. The tiny blade burrowed in one of the monster’s legs, causing it to howl. “Besides, we don’t know where the summoners are. They weren’t with the shock troo
