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       Anti smirked. This dude was digging his own grave! If he was half as good a demon hunter as he claimed, he would've seen where this was going. Dem and Purple where there, too. Dem swished her tail, that of a fox at the time, back and forth aggressively. This idiot still couldn't read the situation! Anti was getting impatient. She studied his every move, bored and itching for a fight. Any reason would do. Just one slip up, that's all she needed, assuming Dem needed a little push or she would stop her.

       "I, Haze, son of Thaddeus Bloodmoon,'" Dem laughed quietly. She had finished the last book in the 'Thaddeus Bloodmoon' series last Thursday. "Relentless killer of monsters and unnaturals, will purge this world of evil!" "Oh?" Anti pressed, "How did you get that bite on your arm?" "I was bitten by an angry dog." "Was it your parent's dog?" "Yes." "Was it's name Fluffy?" "That's not important!" Haze spat, attempting to sound tough. He didn't. Another smirk. "I have another question, Haze. Whats stronger, a demon, or a reaper?" It was at this point Purple realized what she was doing, and laughed to himself. This was gonna be fun. He could tell that even Dem was an insult away from killing this dude, and she didn't even like to fight as much as Anti, who clearly wanted one.

       Haze backed up slightly, seeming to size her up. "Why, are you helping one?!" HE COULDN'T EVEN TELL SHE WAS A DEMON! Apparently he hadn't seen Dem's tail, or he had brushed her off as being a neko or kitsune. "No, not exactly. Just curious." She responded, readying herself. "A reaper by far," he stated, "I slay demons for fun. They are the weaklings of the supernatural world. Be glad you aren't one, I'd snap you in half." Haze said, cockily. Anti sprung into action. "Really?" "Really." "Really?!" "Really!" "REALLY?!" Anti's shadowy claw formed on her right arm and she sprinted at him. He looked terrified at first, but he quickly regained his composure, dodging to the side as Anti swiped. He was combat trained, so he had a slight chance at putting up a fight. He drew his dagger and slashed Anti across her chest, right where her heart was. She must have been going easy on him. He scrambled back, shouting in a panicked voice, "T-Take that, foul beast!" Of course, this would've killed any human, possibly a vampire if the blade was silver, but it only egged Anti on.  Dem stepped back to where Purple was, enjoying the show. "My bet's on Anti." She said, Purple nodded and drank from his flask.

       Anti dashed towards him with inhuman speed. She spun around once in range, her razor-like wings tearing into him effortlessly. She made quick work of him, dodging and slashing, driving him back until he gave up and ran. She might have let him get away, but he looked back while he was running, tripped over a rock and fell on his face. She knocked him out, and returned to the clearing they started at, pleased with herself.