We have no time to react to his behavior change when the blood starts trailing its way down his arm towards the palm of his hand here it simply seems to condense in the form of a spear, and barely giving time to the liquid to solidify he flies down at us, dashing at incredible high speed that makes the tip of his weapon reach my cheek and graze my face even after I dodge to the side, separating me from Leonel.
There is no pain yet from all the scratches with adrenaline pumping high in my veins, but I can still feel the warm blood trailing over my cheeks towards my jaw and chin, dripping from the tip of my fur.
The Demon Kind soon proves that the spear is not his only form of attack, so when he passes by me next his wings fluster and reach out, the blood flowing from them shaping and solidifying into big curved claws that caught me by surprise and hit me square in the face, not only drawing blood but knocking me out of balance to the side.