"Welcome back, Samael! Feel free to lend a hand," Dave raised his shield to block an axe, "There's enough demons for everyone to get their kill streak on."
"Very well, young draugr. But you WILL explain when we are done killing this demon scum."
Samael disappeared in a whirl of black shadows, leaving Dave and Dog fighting with their backs to each other against a dozen demons.
The demons surrounding Dave moved closer to him tightening the encirclement. Suddenly, they all stopped moving. The extending shadows under their feet were twisting, then silhouettes in the shape of a man rose from every shadow. These silhouettes were black as the abyss, but Dave could still see that they all had the outline of Samael. The shadows moved at the same time, grabbing the demons by the head and slitting their throats with a dagger in the other hand.
The bodies fell with a plop, all, headless. Dave was left staring with wide eyes. These were more than twenty demons all level 400 at the least.