Or better, The Demons of the Fallen were charging at Tista's wings.
They passed through the True Flames without getting burned, the white fire bursting out of her feathers shared instead of mindlessly unleashed.
Strengthened by their new power, the True Demons Blinked past the protection of Sunder, shielding Tista and the artifact with their own bodies.
Linnea's mouth opened in fear as the number of True Demons increased by the second. Soon there were so many of them that by combining their Cursed Flames they were not only repelling Meltdown, but they were also slowly advancing.
'What the heck is going on?' Tista could feel the burden from the True Flames decreasing as more and more Demons stepped through her wings.
'Yes, Tista. I'm alright. Thanks for asking.' Solus' voice was supposed to sound sarcastic but it was amazed instead.
