Intense pain

The demon butterfly spat in her direction but the majority of it missed Charm by an inch. 

A droplet managed to splash on her arm.

To her surprise a blister managed to form immediately where the droplet hit.

Level 3 demons were no joke this demon butterfly had so many protective defenses.

Demon dust that made the lungs feel like it was about to burst and now it was shooting acid from its mouth at Charm.

Making it hard for Charm to stay in one place and fire a shot of spirit power in its direction when she had to be dodging the acid raining down on her. 

What had she been thinking?

There was no way she could fight the demon butterfly on her own.

Having been an orphan and a fighter all her life Charm would seldom admit defeat but there comes a time in life when retreat is the only option.

Surely she had distracted the demon butterfly for as long as she could and given the others a chance to escape.