(Raorka) A Demon's Magik

Jareth was the first to attack. As he extended his hands, and the finger barrels shot out, Raorka noticed that they were made from wood, rather than earth as he had first assumed.

Circles of wood shoot out from the barrels in a continuous volley. The rapid rate of shooting reminded Raorka of a machine gun, even though he was sure nothing like that existed in this world.

The Demon of Lust in front of them raised her slender, elegant hands with an almost languid grace. A deep purple energy, shimmering like a viscous slime, began to flow from her left palm. It slithered through the air, winding its way across in serpentine fashion, and extended toward her right hand. As the two energies connected, the substance began to solidify, forming a translucent, shimmering shield that radiated with an otherworldly glow.