“Holy hell!” Jason all but yelled out from his view deep in the tree line where he saw everything unfold. He had perched himself up in a tree, so that he could try to pull off a miracle shot if he got a chance. He knew that if he missed, running away wasn’t an option since there was no way to outrun the fallen.
The speed in which everything had just taken place was eerie. He couldn’t keep up with half of it, but he saw how it ended—with the fallen slowing down, nearly stopping, and letting the smaller demon get the better of him. The whips had saved both Bryce and Abel from being defeated, and they had left their marks all over the fallen, who now looked mortally wounded. The fallen just lay there, not moving at all, while one of the two whips were wrapped around its body and appeared to
