Half a copy

Both Gudmunder and Hao Xuan flew after the demon at more or less the same speed without any control over it.

Hao Xuan could clearly feel a pressure on his leg but no matter how hard he tried to free himself there was nothing to be done. He had no choice but to be pulled with it.

Their bodies skipped over the sand for nearly a minute and a half before the force released, allowing them to sink into the burning wasteland.

"AAAAHH!"

Gudmunder scrambled out of the sand with two unstable red magic circles around his waste. He was bleeding from the nose and ears while most of his body was covered in minor scratches- a downside of skipping over the open desert at breakneck speeds.

Even his defensive magic couldn't protect him from all that sand coming at him with such speed.

He looked around trying to catch his breath, "What...the HELL...was that?!"