The initial flurry was too fast for Raorka to follow. Artemis was the one who initiated it, running straight ahead immediately after her fiery words. Her spear was angled straight towards the Demon. The latter swung her whips in circles, building up momentum, seemingly unfazed by the fast approaching elf.
Right before Artemis struck with her spear though, the Demon moved, her whips cracking through the air with venomous speed and force. And then it became a whirl of golden and purple lights interspersed together. Raorka could scarcely see anything beyond flashes when the Demon's whips struck against Artemis' Spear.
"How...how can we even hope to help? This is a battle between monsters." Jareth stood beside him, with Drisnen leaning on him for support. After the initial gusto of enthusiasm and courage caused by the elf's magik, it seemed they had come to realize just how unmatched they were against the truly powerful.