^{_{a heavy breath.      staggered steps.      and yet a smile in his gruff chuckle.          despite sanguine that dragged along his temple,     dean still managed to get him balance back.          ‘        hate t’ break your vote of confidence there,     big guy,     but we got the baddest bitch on the planet.        ‘          reaching down,     dean yanked free the demon knife that was tucked in his boot.}}

❛          i highly doubt that.     ❜  the demon had faced stronger beings before;             human, demon, or otherwise.        it didn’t matter to him and there was confidence where it was needed.             misplaced it may be, but none the less it was required.

_{ignoring the demon knife,            ky’lar took a few steps forward,           ❛        now, you’re going to stay down or we’ll have problems.         one’s that you can’t cut your way out of.        ❜}