[He just misses the swipe of one demonic whip and dips down low. Twirling the hilt of the sword in his hand, the blade expertly swipes around singing through the air as it neatly slices through the demon's neck. It was a clean cut and the beast fell lifeless to the ground.
Eliot turns to her, grinning an amused, cocky grin with a nod.]
If dealy means I got this then yeah, I got this.
[He nods in her direction, making no bones about looking her up and down. Was it bad to think an angel was hot? Probably so. He should have gone to hell, probably. He tosses her her sword back.]
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Eliot turns to her, grinning an amused, cocky grin with a nod.]
If dealy means I got this then yeah, I got this.
[He nods in her direction, making no bones about looking her up and down. Was it bad to think an angel was hot? Probably so. He should have gone to hell, probably. He tosses her her sword back.]
You look like you got this too.