Big Salmon Lake Powder form wherever demons manifest

Though fully confident in his ability to take the woman on himself, the backup was appreciated. She coughed and sputtered as the water seeped into her lungs, to his twisted delight. But the slippery mud beneath them did not work in his favor, as he nearly lost his footing from her struggling. Left with no other option, he released her, and she backed up. Now was as good an opportunity as she'd get to flee, but the woman charged right back at them, teeth gleaming from spittle. Idiot.

Black Hat leapt aside, but her fangs grazed his shoulder. Small beads of blood surfaced, but it was but a scratch. She was unable to grab him, so he lunged with jaws aimed just below her jaw. If successful, he would thrash and tear her throat to pieces.