Their attacks simply did not possess enough power to inflict substantial damage on a Grade 9 demon.
They could distract Kylarod,interfere with his movements, and create openings for Hayley and Eduardo.
But actually hurting him was another matter entirely.
And after the prolonged back-and-forth, the difference in strength had finally caught up with them.
Nearly everyone was down.
Some were struggling to recover from their wounds. Others were barely beginning to pull themselves back onto their feet.
Eduardo was currently on one knee at some distance away, with one of his vampiric wings almost completely torn in half.
The damaged flesh was slowly knitting itself back together, aided by Valerie, who had used her sealing magic to close the wound and accelerate the healing process.
Wilson was still recovering from another devastating exchange.
Percival was in some distant corner.
And Hayley was in the worst possible position.
