Seventh Demon Down | On To The Next Demon

A low, grating growl sounded from the back of the demon's throat as he prepared to speak but Seiya immediately wrapped his face with woven vines in a suffocating grip.

"Come," Seiya called and the demon's four hearts ripped out his chest like they had earlier when Seiya had called to them. 

Feeling his hearts tear from his chest, and unable to break free from the sealing vines, the demon howled loud in agony and desperate despair, the woven walls he had constructed around him collapsing.

The demon's hair flared wildly, fierce wind howling through the cold air. A low, guttural growl rumbled from his throat as jagged vines and towering pillars of woven rattan burst forth from the ground, twisting skyward in a relentless surge. With every breath and growl, the barrier grew, leaving Seiya with no ground to land beneath him.